[ He climbs atop Alucard’s back, fingers curling in his fur. Yes. He knows this, even if his mind doesn’t recall it. This is who he is. He can ride. That’s comfort, even with Dracula’s howl still echoing through the night.
He lowers himself, coiling his arms around Alucard’s neck and burying his face in fur. Theoretically, it means that Alucard can move faster safely. It’s just also comforting. ]
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He lowers himself, coiling his arms around Alucard’s neck and burying his face in fur. Theoretically, it means that Alucard can move faster safely. It’s just also comforting. ]