[Alucard feels the press of Trevor against him, and he hesitates a moment. He reaches up, gently petting the back of Trevor's head. He wonders if he should really be asking this.]
Mm. I didn't expect to hear that. A woman's freedom to do anything is restricted.
[But then, the Belmont family probably didn't care, always needing hunters.]
We can stop discussing this if you need that. I know you as you are now and-- that's enough, truly.
[Alucard's question has him thoughtful, and it takes him a little while before he responds.]
Part of the reason I got this place is because of that.
[He motions to the enclosed fireplace.]
We always gathered around our fireplace, even in the spring and fall. The smell can be -- hard to divorce from other memories, though. So this is better.
[He nods, understanding. Alucard is just as guilty for it, his own cottage a mix of his homes with both Lisa and Dracula: his mother's cottage where she worked as a doctor, his father's castle where they grew together as a family. A taste of his own preferences where he can paint freely, have a humble studio.]
I can come here more frequently, you know.
[To spend time by the fire, even if they don't do anything exciting. He would still love to.]
There's nothing wrong with living in one's comfort level. I suppose comparatively, you've not had much to fill a room with. But that doesn't mean you can't start, if you wanted. [Wryly:] Give yourself a bit of practice before we're back in Wallachia.
[Ah. That's actually very sweet of Trevor to say. He smiles and kisses his temple.]
The same can be said for me. So long as you are with me.
[Look, he doesn't feel like he needs to protect himself from Rip because the vampire was obviously terrified of Alucard, or respected him. Or something.
But this...]
When I was still ... sorting through my feelings about vampires, you know I wasn't the most diplomatic about it. Apparently someone took exception to that.
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No siblings? [A mixed blessing, perhaps. Alucard himself is an only child, but he also could not think to bear more familial loss.]
Were the girls also hunters?
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A little girl. Too small for braids or sparring, though.
[His parents didn't exactly have much time to be with each other, given how Belmonts worked. It was common to have large gaps between their children.
Time for a slight subject focus before he does something embarrassing.]
Oh, yeah. My mother's the one who taught me with the whip, actually.
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Mm. I didn't expect to hear that. A woman's freedom to do anything is restricted.
[But then, the Belmont family probably didn't care, always needing hunters.]
We can stop discussing this if you need that. I know you as you are now and-- that's enough, truly.
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[Stubborn, remember? He leans his head back into the touch and lets out another sigh, trying to steady himself.
How can he explain?]
-- I want you to know. But nobody -- ever asked these questions, you understand. It never mattered to anyone else.
[Except him. People didn't want to hear you humanize a family they'd condemned to death.]
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[There's a pause, then he continues to pet his hunter's head, quiet and loving.]
Everything about you matters to me.
[That is a promise.]
Then I am happy to listen to what you can remember.
Is there anything that you're nostalgic for? Food, that sort of thing.
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Part of the reason I got this place is because of that.
[He motions to the enclosed fireplace.]
We always gathered around our fireplace, even in the spring and fall. The smell can be -- hard to divorce from other memories, though. So this is better.
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I can come here more frequently, you know.
[To spend time by the fire, even if they don't do anything exciting. He would still love to.]
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[He's been ... more likely to try and cater to Alucard lately, given everything that's happened to the dhampir.
He's told exactly nobody about the little run-in he'd had with Asra at the party partly because of that, but partly because it seemed so -- odd.]
And as long as you're there, it doesn't matter where we are.
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There's nothing wrong with living in one's comfort level. I suppose comparatively, you've not had much to fill a room with. But that doesn't mean you can't start, if you wanted. [Wryly:] Give yourself a bit of practice before we're back in Wallachia.
[Ah. That's actually very sweet of Trevor to say. He smiles and kisses his temple.]
The same can be said for me. So long as you are with me.
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[He shrugs, through, running his hand absently up and down Alucard's back.]
I've just never needed much.
[Do you really want Trevor to start a whip collection in your h--oh, wait.
Yes.]
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[A pleased hum is given at the back touching. Very nice.]
It's not about needing, necessarily. I certainly don't need even half the shit in my house.
[yes? absolutely?]
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[You know, that he's the big not-so-bad wolf that comes to get poetry read to him.]
Well, I guess I've never wanted much, either. Maybe a new whip - the Morningstar is a bit excessive for -- everyday work.
[But he's absolutely been carrying it again since Sinbad's party.]
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[There's a pause of consideration, and he gently scratches the back of Trevor's head.]
Why, precisely, do you need a whip for your work?
[he's sort of noticed]
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Fuck.]
Just wanted to have a little extra insurance, that's all.
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Please, just tell me. You know I won't leave it be until you say.
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But this...]
When I was still ... sorting through my feelings about vampires, you know I wasn't the most diplomatic about it. Apparently someone took exception to that.
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[There's a pause, then he frowns.] So. Who was annoyed with you? What was said?
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Their friend, however, felt the need to make his opinion clear by way of a threat.
[He really didn't want to admit to this.]
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Still. Trevor-- Trevor is his, so.]
Who threatened you?
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[Because it was probably just some kid being stupid, for all he knows.
He frowns, dropping his chin to Alucard's shoulder. It's a slightly sulky movement.]
It doesn't matter.
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[He makes a small, frustrated sound, but decides to just pull Trevor into his lap so he can hold him. And maybe put a little.]
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