You're the one who started throwing shit around.

[Only Alucard could say that and have actual gravity in his voice. It's a statement of fact, Trevor absolutely started using shit more frequently in the conversation. What else could the vampire do but follow?

The vampire, as it turns out, can sigh very quietly at that reminder.]

That had always been the case, you know, with the a few exceptions. It was one of the reasons I didn't want to step into those shoes. I already had enough judgements against me. As far as I know, it's still the case in the eyes of most.

[He had held his father's position by a thread when everything was said and done. Now he was just married to two humans and returned to being only a moderate presence in the social scene. What Alucard had preferred, even before everything had happened.

Alucard hates that quiet. He doesn't like what follows either, but there's at least that stupid fucking adoration in it, along with at least one thing that's keeping Trevor going.]

It...is hard, I can't lie about that. But your face of realization tempers any more bitter thoughts.