[ Well, he already took the gloves and sunglasses out on the table there so if Alucard is trying to call his bluff that's... yeah. So, after a moment and letting his gaze drift about, he reaches into the bag and pulls out a white wolf figure about the size of his palm. It's carved from white marble and its eyes are gold. It's a little heavy in weight and beautifully crafted. Trevor holds it out, clearing his throat as he glances AROUND them. ]
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