[Alucard lets out a soft laugh in response to the gesture. He's not familiar with it there are no zippers in the 1470s, but he can follow the meaning. At least they can unite in finding necromancy a little too much latel.]

At least repair work is easier in this kitchen versus others, although I try not to think about that too hard. [Fuck the illusion of time and space here! And that eating doesn't actually fill you up.] Mmm. I've found that running around as a wolf only got me so far. The rest is-- [He huffs. An open ended nightmare of a question is what it is.] Beyond words, it seems.

[The thing with Gideon though, and moreover, with her honesty, is that Alucard finds it not only endearing, but reassuring. That he's not being wholly irrational over everything that's happened. Chipping away the guilt means a lot, and this feels like being a less shitty person than the one who sat in Thorne's cells.]

Maybe. But I think I've demonstrated that I'm in the same boat.

[No smile from the dhampir, but there's less tension in him. That counts for a lot, as far as he's concerned.]