We were both of us willing to die, and yet this is too much?
[ There’s something in his tone, at least. Something that isn’t anger. Amusement, maybe, and not the nasty, grim kind that he falls back on when he’s afraid. He offers Alucard his hand, all marked on the palm but still his hand. ]
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[ There’s something in his tone, at least. Something that isn’t anger. Amusement, maybe, and not the nasty, grim kind that he falls back on when he’s afraid. He offers Alucard his hand, all marked on the palm but still his hand. ]
You have fucked up priorities, vampire.