[ There are no more words, just a resigned sigh and then the scrape of the chair moving backwards on the floor. A few seconds later, the door opens and closes, and Trevor is gone.
It's nearly sunset when he returns. He doesn't look at Alucard, gaze firmly upon a chair off to the side. ]
I need your leave to go to the Garden District.
[ Rules. He's good at rules and orders. He was told to wait for leave to go, and so he's waiting. ]
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It's nearly sunset when he returns. He doesn't look at Alucard, gaze firmly upon a chair off to the side. ]
I need your leave to go to the Garden District.
[ Rules. He's good at rules and orders. He was told to wait for leave to go, and so he's waiting. ]