[ His right hand lifts without resistance, and he tilts his head to look at the ring there.
Oh. He thinks he remembers that ring. They tried to remove it from him, didn't they, when they bathed him. None of them could so much as touch it. ]
Sypha. Syyyyphaaaaa. [ He says, dragging out the syllables, testing the word with his mouth to see how it feels. Correct. Correct is how it feels. She must have been nice. She must have been wonderful. The third time he says it the floaty tone is gone from his voice, replaced with intent. ] Sypha.
[ ('I want to Speak for Trevor Belmont.' He remembers that.)
He turns his hand, as if expecting to see something on his palm. There's nothing there. Was there ever anything there? 'Ours' he'd said, and Trevor stares at Alucard like he's a puzzle he's trying to solve. ]
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Oh. He thinks he remembers that ring. They tried to remove it from him, didn't they, when they bathed him. None of them could so much as touch it. ]
Sypha. Syyyyphaaaaa. [ He says, dragging out the syllables, testing the word with his mouth to see how it feels. Correct. Correct is how it feels. She must have been nice. She must have been wonderful. The third time he says it the floaty tone is gone from his voice, replaced with intent. ] Sypha.
[ ('I want to Speak for Trevor Belmont.' He remembers that.)
He turns his hand, as if expecting to see something on his palm. There's nothing there. Was there ever anything there? 'Ours' he'd said, and Trevor stares at Alucard like he's a puzzle he's trying to solve. ]