[He still wears the cloak, sometimes, when absolutely everything is too overwhelming and he needs additional armor from the world. He'll go outside in it and then run around in the woods, sometimes as a man, sometimes as a wolf, and return looking a little bit better. The stench of it is no more, thanks to constant cleaning, the fact it mostly is a blanket these days, and the fact Alucard cares.
He manages to squeeze Sypha's hand back once.]
Take the dagger before the pigs eat it. Then we can go home.
[He needs it. He needs the thing that killed her, in case someone tries to hurt him again.]
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[He still wears the cloak, sometimes, when absolutely everything is too overwhelming and he needs additional armor from the world. He'll go outside in it and then run around in the woods, sometimes as a man, sometimes as a wolf, and return looking a little bit better. The stench of it is no more, thanks to constant cleaning, the fact it mostly is a blanket these days, and the fact Alucard cares.
He manages to squeeze Sypha's hand back once.]
Take the dagger before the pigs eat it. Then we can go home.
[He needs it. He needs the thing that killed her, in case someone tries to hurt him again.]