[ Leon just laughs. It's what early morning sunlight must sound like, soft and warm and full of promise. Trevor remains on his chair, now pinned there by the sleepy dog.
And Eight? Eight is overjoyed. Snuggles! Proper snuggles! She's all fluff and wagging tail, now, and seems determined to be as attached to Alucard as possible. ]
I think I will let her have you to herself. I know better than to try to separate the dear eighth from her loves.
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And Eight? Eight is overjoyed. Snuggles! Proper snuggles! She's all fluff and wagging tail, now, and seems determined to be as attached to Alucard as possible. ]
I think I will let her have you to herself. I know better than to try to separate the dear eighth from her loves.