[ at least the snort is some small amount of levity, because for whatever reason, alucard is dead serious about it. something about it struck him in just the right way, probably compounded with everything else, that just made it unbearable. undignified in a way even he wouldn't touch.
as anderson speaks, alucard's grip loosens, but doesn't leave. his touch smooths, briefly, along the line of the priest's jaw, before he finally drops his hand again.
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as anderson speaks, alucard's grip loosens, but doesn't leave. his touch smooths, briefly, along the line of the priest's jaw, before he finally drops his hand again.
when he nods this time, it's resolute. ]
I believe you. I'll hold you to it.