[The first year or so he says, and the vampire cringes for it. It hasn't been a year. It's been a day. A really long, exhausting day that just feels like so many more days instead. The exhaustion has helped in it's way. It's prevented him from making a scene, from demanding how dare anyone pull this on the three of them after all they've been through (and Sypha has told him to behave.)

He sighs.]

I'm pretty sure that dubious science experiments would be looked upon poorly. Even if I want to do something spiteful.

[It was easier to be spiteful around vampires, after all. For a time Alucard was in charge of them, spite meant showing off his station and keeping everyone in line. That...does bring up something though.]

Soon. Soon as she's able to finish. [They're wrapped around each other now, aren't they? Not as they normally might be, the configuration of limbs here is stranger than normal, but it is still there.]

I...there's something I've been wondering for a time now. The second time you were on my doorstep, [our doorstep, your doorstep] Damien was muttering something inane about a prophecy or tale. Do you know what he was referring to?