[ He knows that it's Alucard trying t help him, he's not an idiot, but he likes it when it's worded like that. At least pretending to let him keep his pride intact. It's not running away. No, it's working. Fixing problems. What he's good at.
He 'works' in the kennels for the rest of the day, once he's washed and changed. What this means in practice is sitting on the floor, letting the dogs climb on and lick at and flop next to him. It helps, a little, until the sound of crackling grows too loud and he has to leave. Get somewhere open with less wood. Less bodies.
The vampire killer is on the bedside table when they sleep, that night. Dracula would have his head for bringing it so close to his son, but he needs it. He wraps his arms around Alucard tightly and spends the night staring at the door, daring it to open.
He attends to say goodbye to their guests - there's no real way around it, unfortunately, and so Theodora fusses him into looking respectable and stands ready to intercept anyone who tries to speak to him - looking like he weighs about half as much as he did the previous day. Like bones shoved haphazardly into a sack made of clothes. Theodora is furious today, more so than she had been at the initial appearance of the priest, but she manages to keep the end of the talks on track regardless. ]
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[ He knows that it's Alucard trying t help him, he's not an idiot, but he likes it when it's worded like that. At least pretending to let him keep his pride intact. It's not running away. No, it's working. Fixing problems. What he's good at.
He 'works' in the kennels for the rest of the day, once he's washed and changed. What this means in practice is sitting on the floor, letting the dogs climb on and lick at and flop next to him. It helps, a little, until the sound of crackling grows too loud and he has to leave. Get somewhere open with less wood. Less bodies.
The vampire killer is on the bedside table when they sleep, that night. Dracula would have his head for bringing it so close to his son, but he needs it. He wraps his arms around Alucard tightly and spends the night staring at the door, daring it to open.
He attends to say goodbye to their guests - there's no real way around it, unfortunately, and so Theodora fusses him into looking respectable and stands ready to intercept anyone who tries to speak to him - looking like he weighs about half as much as he did the previous day. Like bones shoved haphazardly into a sack made of clothes. Theodora is furious today, more so than she had been at the initial appearance of the priest, but she manages to keep the end of the talks on track regardless. ]