[Alucard shakes his head, and there's a sigh of relief once Trevor has the blanket over his lap. The vampire isn't moving either, but this is...both better and worse, isn't it?]
How much longer until it is done then, do you suppose?
Another two sennights, if enough of them want to join me.
[ Not all moths want to become part of something bigger than themselves, feel the calling to follow Sypha and that little jewelled box she wears around. Maybe just under half. Even by fairy understanding it’s a lot to ask for them to give up themselves as individuals to be part of a larger whole, especially when that larger whole is still forming. They get a life longer than a month or so, the ability to do and comprehend things that they could never have done alone. But they lose themselves. ]
Then I’ll wake up, and I’ll be able to tell me what I am. I’m- excited for that, I think.
[ He’s still a lot of combined moth brains trying to put things together based on an understanding of the world mostly gleaned from overhearing snippets of Alucard and Sypha’s conversations. He isn’t entirely sure what ‘excited’ is, but it sounds right. ]
[It isn't for Alucard's emotions, but that's the least important part of all of this. Sypha misses Trevor. Alucard misses being home. They all have other things they need to do, and it all rests on Trevor regaining all of himself.
There's a sigh, and Alucard rests his chin atop his knees.]
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[ He picks up the blanket, holding it in front of him for a moment. ]
My dick isn’t cold.
[ But he does, at least, rest the blanket over his lap. ]
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[Alucard shakes his head, and there's a sigh of relief once Trevor has the blanket over his lap. The vampire isn't moving either, but this is...both better and worse, isn't it?]
How much longer until it is done then, do you suppose?
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[ Not all moths want to become part of something bigger than themselves, feel the calling to follow Sypha and that little jewelled box she wears around. Maybe just under half. Even by fairy understanding it’s a lot to ask for them to give up themselves as individuals to be part of a larger whole, especially when that larger whole is still forming. They get a life longer than a month or so, the ability to do and comprehend things that they could never have done alone. But they lose themselves. ]
Then I’ll wake up, and I’ll be able to tell me what I am. I’m- excited for that, I think.
[ He’s still a lot of combined moth brains trying to put things together based on an understanding of the world mostly gleaned from overhearing snippets of Alucard and Sypha’s conversations. He isn’t entirely sure what ‘excited’ is, but it sounds right. ]
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[It isn't for Alucard's emotions, but that's the least important part of all of this. Sypha misses Trevor. Alucard misses being home. They all have other things they need to do, and it all rests on Trevor regaining all of himself.
There's a sigh, and Alucard rests his chin atop his knees.]
She'll be overjoyed.