I can look that much up for you, although I'll need to wear several layers worth of gloves. The simple covers were later replaced with silver ones by one of your descendants. And that will be done later.

[Meaning Alucard leaves touching them to Trevor and Sypha most days. But there's firmness in Alucard's voice, the sort that hints that this kind of discussion is best saved for later on. When there isn't an injured Belmont to deal with.]

Trevor Belmont, one of your great-several-times-over grandsons.

You need to rest, not speculate or talk right now.