[Alucard does put his hands over Trevor's though. He understands. He knows this is the right thing, even as the rest of him rebels and says he can just take what he wants. There's a sobering breath, then a small, understanding smile.]
I understand. You're...[He smiles.] You're my guardian in this. I trust you.
[But then he shifts uncomfortably, looking down for a moment and flushing a brilliant red.]
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I understand. You're...[He smiles.] You're my guardian in this. I trust you.
[But then he shifts uncomfortably, looking down for a moment and flushing a brilliant red.]
Should I...?
[He picks one hand up, gesturing to himself.]
How do I deal with this?