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[cryptsleeper]

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[cryptsleeper]

Thank you. For that and....this. It felt right to do it, but thank you.

[Alucard is mostly talking through the density of Eight's fluff now. It's good fluff. Fluff that is going to always love him and goodness that's a thought to keep in mind.

He mushes his entire face into the fluff, sighing happily.]

[miraclewhip]

You are more than welcome.

[ He bows. ]

You may stay here until nightfall, if you wish. But no longer.

[cryptsleeper]

[Wait.

Alucard tilts his head, not unlike Eight.]

I thought I was also meeting....?

[miraclewhip]

You are. It’s just-

[ Trevor stops trying to pet the dog for a moment, so it starts slobbering all over his hand. His attention is on Leon. He almost seems concerned. ]

You will be visiting your mother tonight, yes? [ Trevor nods, almost nervously, and Leon’s smile turns sad. ] Once night falls, he will take you to her.

[cryptsleeper]

...Location change. I understand.

[He only knows the vague elements of how this all works. Leon is only available in the day, Sara the night. But until then....]

You absolutely should pet Eight at least once before you leave.

[Eight fixes everything.]

[miraclewhip]

Yes. The Midnight Castle moves constantly, as midnight itself does. And we cannot exist in the same space.

[ He reaches out to touch Eight. She boofs. ]

Ah, my dear snowflake. So lovely. So good.

[cryptsleeper]

--Anything we should pass along to her?

[Love letters, he's assuming.]

[miraclewhip]

[ Trevor is making 'nope, nope, don't offer to do that' motions in the background. Leon shakes his head. ]

I fear that by now, all of my children have refused to bear words to my Moonlight. [ Because it's embarrassing! ] We have found other ways to speak, never fear.

[cryptsleeper]

Understood.

[Alucard definitely has missed Trevor's motions, but based on that term of endearment alone? He isn't surprised.]

I guess we'll see each other again.

[miraclewhip]

We will, I am sure.

[ He bows and leaves, leaving them alone in the sunroom with a pile of dogs. Trevor sighs, shoulders sinking. ]

You okay?

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard's response is to just place his entire face into Eight fluff.]

Your father is very intense.

[miraclewhip]

He- yeah. They all are.

[ And he is, but. You know. He's not acknowledging that. He lowers himself to the ground very carefully, trying to do it without jostling the dog on his lap. ]

Thanks. For this. It means a lot to him.

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard tries not to laugh at the balancing act. It's amazing to witness, and he does manage to keep everything under control.]

You don't have to thank me. It was the right thing to do.