[ Trevor does have to give this some thought. It's hard to say where would be safe without knowing where the vampire's home is, which he's stubbornly refusing to tell him. He knows only one place, and- suffice to say that his own definition of 'immediate area' is different from Alucard's. He places both hands on the antlers of his hart, and after far too short a ride they're at the old, now abandoned building of the clinic in Lupu.

It's overgrown, wildly so, and nobody seems to have claimed it in the time since the Tepes family left it. Nobody seems to have even come close to it, the door and windows still intact and everything inside as it was left. Exactly as it was left, free of dust or decay, the windows clean and the flowers on the table still fresh.

(Not all cages, Dracula will inform him later, are made of metal.) ]

You shouldn't need to go inside. [ He says, before anything else. There. A non-cage option. He's doing so good at providing for his husband's bizarre needs. ] The garden was yours, before. It ought to be safe.

[ An awkward pause. ]

I can't go into the garden if you don't let me. So-

[ He rubs the back of his neck. Alucard has to either do kissing before he enters the garden, or invite Trevor into it with him. ]