[In the heat of summer, Alucard hadn't been wearing his usual coat. The weight of suddenly something being on his back is bizarre, but his state of mind doesn't really allow for questions. He just pulls the edges of those wings closer towards his chest, like he would with his coat.]

Mm. I think I see why - it's harder to rectify the matter now because my father is the way he is.

[Local bat dad complicates everything news at 11.

There's a moment where Alucard's eyes glance around.]

Is there anyplace more...inside...that we can sit? Forgive me if sitting anywhere in the opens leads to a feeling of vulnerability here.