I took as long as I needed. I didn’t come here to relax, and it would be rude to keep you waiting.

[He’s unsettled by Alucard’s lack of reaction, but he tries to hide it. So he was caught staring. So what?

He crosses the room and takes a seat on the other end of the couch.]

I also didn’t come here to be sniffed from across the room. Smell me properly.

[There’s no way for this to not be awkward, so the best recourse is to just do it. Hector isn’t leaving until he has a definitive answer as to whether the scent of death can be scrubbed away.]