[He does feel bad, seeing the fae close up in on himself like this. It does suggest that there's some understanding in him, but it doesn't feel good. Alucard offers a very soft I'm sorry before he stands up and withdraws, giving Trevor precious space. He picks up the cold iron and pockets it.

Emotions are hard and cruel. Alucard knows that, and being the one to inflict that sort of harm hurts too. When they're far enough away, he inclines his head, accepting the apology and everything.]

Thank you. For that, and for your help. If anything changes with regards to murmurings of witches, please contact me as soon as you're able. Likewise, if there's a failure in recovery, you know where I am.