[Alucard takes the time to brush Trevor's hair back into place first. It looks terrible, and he knows it's just a sign of things to come. Hates that he knows it, because he's far too used to living with vampires.
Satisfied, he takes a handful of the salve and rubs it over the burns. It should, if he did it right, come with an immediate sense of cooling.]
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Satisfied, he takes a handful of the salve and rubs it over the burns. It should, if he did it right, come with an immediate sense of cooling.]
For blood?
[He wants to be sure.]