[ Finally, finally he drops the topic. It’ll be a while before he can safely drink, after this kind of blood loss, but when he can he’ll sit with Sypha and only Sypha and they can go through a bottle or two (the priest at the church is always happy to give to his congregation, within reason) and complain about Dracula long into the night.
He’s growing too lightheaded to make decent arguments anyway. Alucard’s question, though, he can answer. He could talk this kind of shit in his sleep. ]
Ought to be able to, at least assuming that the good doctors’re willing to let me use the hand for writing.
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He’s growing too lightheaded to make decent arguments anyway. Alucard’s question, though, he can answer. He could talk this kind of shit in his sleep. ]
Ought to be able to, at least assuming that the good doctors’re willing to let me use the hand for writing.