[ When Alucard pulls back, he lets him, feeling a sudden sort of loss from the other that gets him to blink in confusion for a moment before he sighs and crosses his legs on the bed. Hands holding his ankles, he stares down. He's listening, it's just... so fucking shitty. ]

Someone already offered their blood to me. For me to drink from them, Alucard.

[ It had taken him by surprise and hammered into him the fact that he is going to want blood at some point and there's not a fucking thing he can do about it. Not drink blood? Sure. But then he becomes a husk of a vampire, doesn't he? Wastes away and dies for good. Even the suggestion of there being blood clinics or whatever... he doesn't want to drink blood. It terrifies him that something like that will be normal for him in a way that drinking alcohol is normal for him. ]

I figured you'd know best. About how to... do that shit. [ Drink blood. ] How to not kill someone. Because I don't want to hurt anyone. The bond is supposed to make it not be so bad, isn't it? The hunger and cravings? But will it be enough? I'll still want it, won't I?