Compromise. [Alucard doesn't know why this is what has finally made the fae deflate as he has, but there's scant hope that the next few words might help. The speakers, at least the one who's truly working with him, they seem to be good for the fae.

Dwelling on why isn't something Alucard has the luxury of time to indulge in at the moment.]

Go back to them until you're a day out from here. Then they can go and come back to you as is safe for everyone. No wards and my father will be ignorant.