[Guilt is going to eat at all of them in this aftermath. That much is clear already. Alucard knows it, he's already started, and to see Sypha following after him on that path is sobering.
Her hand can stay where it is. Alucard carefully scoots both of his arms under her (under knees, around her mid-back), then pulls her close. Closer. Closest and then up out of bed entirely, the sheets sloughing off like when snow slides off a tree branch.]
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What is there to have to forgive?
[Guilt is going to eat at all of them in this aftermath. That much is clear already. Alucard knows it, he's already started, and to see Sypha following after him on that path is sobering.
Her hand can stay where it is. Alucard carefully scoots both of his arms under her (under knees, around her mid-back), then pulls her close. Closer. Closest and then up out of bed entirely, the sheets sloughing off like when snow slides off a tree branch.]