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[Alucard doesn't quite inch closer. But he places his hand in the gap between them, making it clear that Trevor can take that hand if he so wishes.]
I'll come back, to bring you to see Eight. She'll be happy to see you again.
I think I got used to you being here a little too quickly.
[ He puts a hand on Alucard's shoulder. ]
Sit down. Eat eggs, and we'll put the dolls back.
Can I keep one of his arms? I don't feel like getting another spoon.
[He just sighs, then indicates a drawer behind Sypha.]
There's more forks there, please just take one of them.
[However Trevor's hand on his shoulder? Alucard stiffens immediately. Takes an automatic step forward, because that should at least get the hand off.]
I've already eaten, thank you.
[ He leans forward, taking Alucard's hand in both of his now. It's cautious. ]
Did I do something wrong?
[He can have both hands. But he can also have a slightly awkward alchemist who's really not sure what he's feeling at the moment.]
I knew this would be temporary and settled into the routine regardless.
[ Sypha takes both dolls, returning them to where they were. But the mood has already turned with that. ]
For fuck's sake.
Trevor. No.
[ He reaches again, grabbing at Alucard's shoulder rather than just resting his hand there this time. ]
Sit the fuck down and have breakfast with us.
[ He just holds Alucard's hand. It's nice. Would be nice, if he weren't sad. ]
I can come back, if you need help.
[That? That just gets him to yank away, now a thing of instinct. It's like a very skittish dog's reaction, and it nearly comes with barred fangs.
He has enough self control though. The way his shirt shifts in the movement gives a small glimpse at one of the lingering burns, and he just wants to go.]
I said I already ate. Thank you. There's additional food in the basket beside the door.
[He's retreating already.]
Can. But are you willing to?
[He understands semantics. And more importantly:]
You won't be in trouble?
[ He squeezes Alucard’s hand. ]
And you’re the injured party. You’d get a say in the consequences. And I trust you.
[ That was a burn, wasn’t it? Or something similar. And unless it’s very recent, it shouldn’t be here. It’s not a place he got a good hit on, so it couldn’t have been the morning star. ]
Let me see that burn.
If that's the case, then I'll stop worrying about it.
[He squeezes back. Just a little.]
I'll have to go out and get more food tomorrow.
[It's a wolf that looks back at Trevor. A very weary looking one if truth is to be told.
It's off again after a soft snuffle whose meaning is far too ambiguous. So it goes. Another few days with hide nor hair of the dhampir, although there's always food left in the kitchen when they wake up. He's doing it in the dead of night, as not to risk running into them any other time.
There's no sound of him when he enters the kitchen. Alucard's good at moving quietly.]
It's a few nights later when he even makes an attempt to run into Alucard. He isn't subtle about it. Just sits at the kitchen table overnight. When the door opens, he speaks. ]
Good news for you. We're willing to leave.
[ This is nice. Just sitting with Alucard, touching him, talking. ]
Can I go with you? I'll look human.
I see.
[He places the basket down. Considers what's in it.]
You'll need more food then. I'll go back out.
I also presume the rest of your family has rather ceased to care, all things considered. [Something Alucard does as well, which comes with a laugh.] They might even approve.
[As for going with him? Alucard nods.]
Just leave one moth with Sypha? And follow my lead, ways here are different than your own courts and codes. Though no less complex, I expect.
[ Of course Alucard uses that as an attempt to escape the conversation. Of course. ]
We're willing to leave, but Sypha won't go until that burn we saw is treated. Let me look at it, I'll tell her you're on the mend and we'll go.
[ IT'S KIND OF A DATE. A DATE TO GET GROCERIES. HE'S KIND OF CONVINCED ALUCARD TO TAKE HIM ON A DATE. THIS IS SO GOOD. And they havn't let go of each other's hands yet. He could burst with happiness. ]
I'll be good. I promise.
--Fine.
[This is a trap. It probably is, but whatever gets them to leave at this point. So he can just drown in the new shame and then adjust to the lifetimes of loneliness ahead.
He rolls up one sleeve. The one on the opposite side of what Trevor caught a glimpse of just a few days before. While the skin isn't raw and bleeding anymore, it's still far too fresh.]
Silver. It takes time to heal.
[At no point does he meet Trevor's eyes.]
[It really is a date Alucard just hasn't realized it yet.]
Show me what you're going to wear out?
[ He's seen worse. He's done worse. But the thought of Alucard being alone here in pain still makes his stomach turn. Any marks from the morning star are gone already, that wasn't on bare skin, and it's a little worrying that this has lasted longer.
He reaches for a small bowl of grey paste. ]
Sit down. My family has a recipe for this.
He stands and moves in front of Alucard, hiding first his antlers and then his wings, then the collar of fur around his shoulders. He looks human enough. Unfortunately he's still dressed in a thin sleeveless shirt, mostly open at the back to accommodate his wings, and a long skirt. Because 'what you're going to wear' apparently refers only to body parts, not to actually changing clothes. ]
Is this human enough?
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