[Given his druthers, Alucard would never, ever even entertain the thought of going near fae lands, fae celebrations, fae anything that isn't-the-Belmont-and-even-then. He's only been in Trevor's orbit because of Sypha, and while Trevor is now whole and Alucard is not strictly needed, Sypha has insisted that Alucard stay. The stupid part of the vampire that looks at her with too much pining is both happy and devestated for it, as he's still certain that saying anything will only make things worse. Sypha has her boyfriend back. She doesn't need a vampire to make things even more complicated.
So being in this liminal space, he's already terrified. He doesn't know how he willed himself to have a massive brimmed hat and dark glasses to try and cover himself (Trevor's magic, perhaps, sensing the vampire's absolute terror?) He doesn't know if Dracula is aware of this. (Probably not.) He can't guess the outcome either way.
All he knows is that the glasses let him appear to be looking one way while averting his gaze, and that the Belmonts (not just the one, and fuck him but Leon is there and that's going to make this situation about ten times worse) are well aware that this is a terrible idea for everyone involved.
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So being in this liminal space, he's already terrified. He doesn't know how he willed himself to have a massive brimmed hat and dark glasses to try and cover himself (Trevor's magic, perhaps, sensing the vampire's absolute terror?) He doesn't know if Dracula is aware of this. (Probably not.) He can't guess the outcome either way.
All he knows is that the glasses let him appear to be looking one way while averting his gaze, and that the Belmonts (not just the one, and fuck him but Leon is there and that's going to make this situation about ten times worse) are well aware that this is a terrible idea for everyone involved.
He lets himself be led, and whispers fiercely:]
And words?