[Alucard doesn't really linger with where their Belmont has gotten to. He's around, probably making some other structure he thinks is going to be hilarious when Alucard is annoyed at it, and Alucard would be a liar if he said he wasn't looking forward to it.

His arms remain low around her waist, eyes half closed for the warmth and comfort of the moment. It's nice like this. It's been nice like this since the moment they got to the cabin. There's still a week and a half here, here before Christmas season begins at the church and Trevor is needed.

He doesn't move when Sypha speaks, but the content expression on Alucard's face lessens.]

Once. Because I was about to starve and mauling him for blood two days later would have been a terrible thing to have happen after all your work.