Oof, she may have overstepped there. She hasn't yet fully worked through the nuances of Alucard's...situation. He isn't just a nineteen (twenty?) year old who can pass as older, he's matured at a completely different rate from humans. How much of that was physical versus mental? Vice versa? Or does a human baseline even stand as a point of comparison?
"I'm glad you found something for the both of you," she says, by way of apology.
It isn't until his touch returns to her scars, rasping over them like the edge of an autumn leaf, that Sypha realizes this particular insecurity is smaller, quieter, more close to home and all the more vulnerable for it. Concern tugs at the corners of her mouth.
"We love you, Alucard." Best make that as plain as can be. "And yes, your father did try to kill us, but you are your own person. You've proved that with your own pain. Don't...don't cause yourself any more, please."
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"I'm glad you found something for the both of you," she says, by way of apology.
It isn't until his touch returns to her scars, rasping over them like the edge of an autumn leaf, that Sypha realizes this particular insecurity is smaller, quieter, more close to home and all the more vulnerable for it. Concern tugs at the corners of her mouth.
"We love you, Alucard." Best make that as plain as can be. "And yes, your father did try to kill us, but you are your own person. You've proved that with your own pain. Don't...don't cause yourself any more, please."