Adrian. [ He repeats it to himself contentedly, apparently too dazed from sickness and the medicines, human and magical, he's been given or the pain to realise how bad an idea that is. ] It's beautiful.
[ And then he promptly forgets what's happening and buries his face in the blanket Alucard left him holding. ]
You're beautiful. It suits you. [ And then softer, lower- ] Come back.
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[ And then he promptly forgets what's happening and buries his face in the blanket Alucard left him holding. ]
You're beautiful. It suits you. [ And then softer, lower- ] Come back.