I'll have to call Agatha after this and give her an update. [Because of course Alucard's been on the phone with her daily about this. Playing it off as just a bad side wound, not your adopted grandson is a fae and got smacked with cold iron in the form of an arrow. That is not his information to tell.
He does catch that word home. He catches it just as Trevor's lips hover, and there's such a sigh from Alucard that it sounds like he might swoon in another second.]
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He does catch that word home. He catches it just as Trevor's lips hover, and there's such a sigh from Alucard that it sounds like he might swoon in another second.]
I've no objections to however you want me.