[Alucard stays still while Trevor rearranges everything so it looks just so. But he does the same for Trevor in turn, because he must. Mostly it's Trevor's hair that's terribly out of place, but the shoulder armor is slightly askew, and that shouldn't be the look he has for an interrogation.
He's so quiet as they approach the holding cells. It's a reminder of what his father once was, at the height of cruelty before Lisa appeared on his doorstep. Why all manner of other countries feared and still fear Wallachia, and how poorly things might go if Dracula's quest fails.
But here? In this moment? It's a comfort. Not only that whoever this is that attacked Trevor is restrained, but that they're suffering for the action. Good. Good.
Alucard's eyes rest on the assassin after Trevor speaks. It's wise to let silence hang heavy for a few moments before all of this begins in earnest. Let the ice cold gaze of the prince judge, but there's another trick involved too. If this woman is a vampire, then Wallachia must know of her. She looks too distinctive for her to be a stranger and yet...
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He's so quiet as they approach the holding cells. It's a reminder of what his father once was, at the height of cruelty before Lisa appeared on his doorstep. Why all manner of other countries feared and still fear Wallachia, and how poorly things might go if Dracula's quest fails.
But here? In this moment? It's a comfort. Not only that whoever this is that attacked Trevor is restrained, but that they're suffering for the action. Good. Good.
Alucard's eyes rest on the assassin after Trevor speaks. It's wise to let silence hang heavy for a few moments before all of this begins in earnest. Let the ice cold gaze of the prince judge, but there's another trick involved too. If this woman is a vampire, then Wallachia must know of her. She looks too distinctive for her to be a stranger and yet...
...he doesn't recognize the face at all.]
Your target was Trevor Belmont, correct?