[Alucard's slow eyebrow raise responds to looking for, almost daring Trevor to finish that thought. He doesn't, and that's good enough for Alucard. At least for that.]

I want you to leave so that there is a plan in place that has a greater chance of success than the nonsense you have just described. If the prophecy has any accuracy? It won't matter and there will be a victory in my father's death all the same.