[ Trevor is excited, constantly looking around. He's gone through these streets before, but as moths or as a man given a wide berth because of the sick woman in his arms. This is different. Everything is loud and alive, even so early.
(He waves at the woman who tries to make conversation with Alucard, and he must be doing human-ing right, because her face splits into a grin when he turns to chase after him to avoid being separated.)
For a moment he doesn't even notice Alucard looking at him, his attention on the performance of someone trying to barter the price of eggs down. When he does catch his attention, he gestures around. Just with his head, not too widely. ]
It's amazing.
[ He whispers it, vaguely remembering that he probably should avoid looking too much like an overwhelmed outsider. ]
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(He waves at the woman who tries to make conversation with Alucard, and he must be doing human-ing right, because her face splits into a grin when he turns to chase after him to avoid being separated.)
For a moment he doesn't even notice Alucard looking at him, his attention on the performance of someone trying to barter the price of eggs down. When he does catch his attention, he gestures around. Just with his head, not too widely. ]
It's amazing.
[ He whispers it, vaguely remembering that he probably should avoid looking too much like an overwhelmed outsider. ]