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[cryptsleeper]

Humor me?

[quickwhip]

You want a joke?

[cryptsleeper]

....Please?

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[ Does he even know any fucking jokes to tell off the top of his he- oh. Oh. Wasn't being literal in the wanting a joke sense. Yeah.

Trevor... just stands there. Unsure of what to do because when the fuck ever does he know what to do when it comes to things like this?? Killing monsters? He's got you covered. Consoling or comforting someone down in the dumps? Let's not and say we did?? Yeah. But... he sighs after a moment, maybe mutters something under his breath before he goes to sit himself down on the bed a little ways from Alucard, arms still folded against his chest. ]

What?

[cryptsleeper]

[The next part is the easy bit: Alucard moves over closer to Trevor, and pulls him into a side-hug.

Alucard's bad at this. Using Sypha to try and model the better behavior for emotions has been helpful, but this is far more genuine. The fear's still there though, and there is no point in trying to mute it.

He does nothing more. Just stays there, quiet. Holding Trevor.]

[quickwhip]

[ In things Trevor never expected to have happen to him... yeah. Alucard side-hugs him and Trevor just... sits there. Staring ahead. For a second. Because he sure does look to him out of the corner of his eye before looking back ahead. He also feels that fear. Scared he's gonna bite you?? ]

...what are you doing?

[cryptsleeper]

What feels right at the moment.

{He isn't letting go, at any rate.]

[quickwhip]

[ He needs to be careful here because this could easily swerve into him being a complete jerk to Alucard for the hell of it. That's just how they are?? Yeah. ]

You don't have to.

[cryptsleeper]

[Trevor. Just. Just shut up. Please.

Alucard says nothing for a few moments before responding.]

Doesn't matter.

[quickwhip]

[ Make him!! But... fine. He's quiet. Arms still folded against his chest. Bruised fingers still digging into those arms. Honestly, he doesn't even realize he's doing it or how tense he is. ]

...how long are you going to do this for?

[cryptsleeper]

Until you shove me off.

[quickwhip]

You realize I'm stronger than you, right?

[ QUESTIONABLE AT THE MOMENT given his somewhat weakened state and appearance and not keeping up with the blood drinking thing. But. Still. He can pretend. ]

[cryptsleeper]

I do, yes. But you're tolerating this for now.

[Alucard doesn't want to pick this argument. He just wants some quiet.]

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[ Maybe he is, but... whatever. He just sits there then, letting Alucard side-hug him. Arms still against his chest as his gaze drifts down. ]

I'm glad you have her here with you.

[cryptsleeper]

I'm glad you have her too.

[Sypha makes them both far better, doesn't she?]

[quickwhip]

I'm not.

[ He says that softly. ]

Now you both get to see me die and come back a vampire. It's what I've always wanted.

[cryptsleeper]

You'd rather go through that alone?

[quickwhip]

Why not? I've done everything else alone.

[ And it... sort of hurts a bit, to say that. ]

[cryptsleeper]

[Alucard sighs softly.]

You know either one of us don't want you to be alone, right?

[quickwhip]

[ Trevor just sighs right back, looking away as he does so. ]

Yeah, I know. Misery loves company I guess.

[cryptsleeper]

Misery is currently living with guilt. It's understandable.

[quickwhip]

Am I misery and you're guilt? Because you also seem pretty miserable a lot of the time.

[cryptsleeper]

Yes, but I'm miserable because of guilt.

[quickwhip]

...ok. Fair.

[ Because, yeah. He gets it. ]

Anyways. You and Sypha can do... I don't know. Whatever the hell witches do here.

[cryptsleeper]

She has plans. For now, I'll just see where she intends to go.