You could have, but then you'd rob me of the opportunity to say that I like when other parts of you are in me much more.

[And he doesn't quite laugh, but it's close enough. That'll be high on the list of things to do with Trevor when they're out of this disaster zone, after eat themselves stupid and sleep. Alucard's sure he'll have to give some kind of explanation to his father of what happened (and what has been sacrificed in exchange for the Belmont), but the other things are much more important.

He kisses what he can of Trevor's forehead. Kisses so that while Trevor's talking, he's grounded in affection.]

You've managed it, you ass. Only took this much happening to get there, I suppose.