"Not that I don't have the utmost faith in you, but we really should hire the structural work out to people who know what they're doing." That's a fight she's been putting off, too. the Castle is beyond the understanding of your average artisan, so it gets a pass, but Trevor's not going to like a small army of craftspeople tromping around in the Hold.

Whereas if Alucard ever fully expresses an emotion, the world may flinch off its axis. Sypha presses a kiss to the miniscule wrinkle between his eyebrows that appears when he admits to being 'upset'.

"If it helps, I don't think of him when I see it," she strokes his hair off his forehead, and yes, sure, she's fully reclining on him like he's a divan, now. So what? He's very comfortable. "I think about how you said you weren't alone anymore, and then we proved it."