[The response doesn't get anything from Alucard, nor does he discard his sword. What catches his attention is how heavy the scent of blood is, and that far too much of it is barely human. Alucard's eyes go down, trying to identify the points of injury, and after a few moments, giving up. The answer is probably too many places and that changes things considerably.
He doesn't move Leon far, that much Alucard remembers both of his parents always agreeing on if something called Lisa away from home. (It was an argument about her leaving the house versus the important principles that Dracula had taught as a part of the art of medicine.) All he does is guide Leon over towards the door that leads from the area with the staircase and the great big portrait of him into the Hold proper, down into rows upon rows of bookshelves and curiosity cabinets packed full of the strange.]
Don't move. I will return.
[It's a firm voice, one that brokers no argument and one that's soon gone. He's aware of how ridiculous floating in and out of the Hold looks, but proper medical equipment? That's not down there. That's in the castle, and Alucard knows he'll need books to guide his hand.]
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He doesn't move Leon far, that much Alucard remembers both of his parents always agreeing on if something called Lisa away from home. (It was an argument about her leaving the house versus the important principles that Dracula had taught as a part of the art of medicine.) All he does is guide Leon over towards the door that leads from the area with the staircase and the great big portrait of him into the Hold proper, down into rows upon rows of bookshelves and curiosity cabinets packed full of the strange.]
Don't move. I will return.
[It's a firm voice, one that brokers no argument and one that's soon gone. He's aware of how ridiculous floating in and out of the Hold looks, but proper medical equipment? That's not down there. That's in the castle, and Alucard knows he'll need books to guide his hand.]