[Trevor may be filling the washbin with water, but it's Alucard who goes to the small linen closet in the corner and pulls out a little wooden box. It's a first aid kit, one of several squirreled away in the house because it's so damn big and his mother refused to hike for miles during an emergency.

He holds the chest close to him, eyes never quite leaving Trevor.]

That sounds like a bad idea at best, and a quick way to be captured at worst, if not outright killed.

[They shouldn't be here. None of them should. He's quiet as he heads to the door, then stops to wait for Trevor.]

You'll have to lead me to which room she's in.