[Alucard takes the Holy Water, and he puts it aside for the time being.]

With all due respect, I can barely handle the stuff. I'll keep it away.

[It causes an allergice reaction and mild burns, but that's poor for doing the delicate work that this situation demands. Satisfied with the information on where the injuries are, Alucard reaches down, and takes the arm first.

He breathes out, then reaches for the scissors. The fabric needs to go. That's the truth of it.]

It'll be easier if you pass out for the duration of this. I can't promise gentleness.