[It takes such will not to tense up as Sypha begins. Even more will not to clamp on tightly around her, because the way they have settled is so very, very perfect. Serene. Soothing. (Alucard, as he and Trevor have learned, is nothing if not a fountain of endless will when the appropriate situation arises.)
More than that, he listens. Truly and with all his heart, because those words are worth their weight in the most expensive luxuries of the world. Gold and saffron and diamonds, and none of them are Sypha.
There is the question of how to respond though. Words don't seem right, not really. He could laugh softly, murmur something about how it is a very good thing they have a Belmont to help fight monsters, but it isn't the right tone. He could say thank you because they are words that mean so much, but that isn't right either. It makes it about him, when this is still about Sypha.
He settles for leaning forward, kissing her neck, then where her jawline begins, then what he can reach of her cheek. Words still do not come.]
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More than that, he listens. Truly and with all his heart, because those words are worth their weight in the most expensive luxuries of the world. Gold and saffron and diamonds, and none of them are Sypha.
There is the question of how to respond though. Words don't seem right, not really. He could laugh softly, murmur something about how it is a very good thing they have a Belmont to help fight monsters, but it isn't the right tone. He could say thank you because they are words that mean so much, but that isn't right either. It makes it about him, when this is still about Sypha.
He settles for leaning forward, kissing her neck, then where her jawline begins, then what he can reach of her cheek. Words still do not come.]