They're the magic users, and yet...

[He smiles very thinly, aware it's a joke and actually it isn't terribly funny. Alucard just lets Theodora take Trevor's comment, and that? That gets a laugh.]

Obviously. Maybe they'll get the clue at dessert. The chef and I had very detailed discussions about decoration after you left, Belmont.

[Because of course she did. While she speaks of dessert, Alucard's ears remain fixed on the conversation down the table, and his face sets into something firmer.]

Mm. Now the inevitable speculation.