[That's a nice lie to have handy. Blaming the magic instead of their personalities and how they handle crisis. Trevor who's been trained for it and whose fae nature makes it easier to put nose to grind stone and power through. Adrian who lived too comfortable and spoiled a life (princeling) where real terror and tradgey never struck, leaving him with precious few coping mechanisms.
Alucard takes the hand like it's glass. He's barely putting any pressure there, like this is too delicate and overwhelming a task. (It is.) He guides the hand up to his lips, and the kiss he presses over the injury is just as light and barely there.]
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Alucard takes the hand like it's glass. He's barely putting any pressure there, like this is too delicate and overwhelming a task. (It is.) He guides the hand up to his lips, and the kiss he presses over the injury is just as light and barely there.]