[Alucard's aware that Trevor's backed away. His front is cold now, that's--
No.
He's cold.
The bodies were cold. Carmilla was like ice, and he bolts upright with a sudden a urgency that borders on how he used to move. Feral and angry and so, so terrified, just an animal trying to keep itself safe.]
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No.
He's cold.
The bodies were cold. Carmilla was like ice, and he bolts upright with a sudden a urgency that borders on how he used to move. Feral and angry and so, so terrified, just an animal trying to keep itself safe.]
Fuck. Fuck. You're dead, you can't be here--!