[Perhaps he should be opposed to having a being who has the potential to burn when on consecrated grounds enter his church, but he isn't. He's just grateful.]

Well, I'm eager to find out, for one.

[It's a light, playful comment. The despondency has eased some, and when Alucard continues, his words make Anderson's throat tighten and his breaths come hitching for an altogether different reason.

He would have gladly been that person. He would have been happy, to be the reason Alucard - Vlad - persisted as a human, perhaps even met peacefully with death. He would have been content, to be such a profound presence in his life.

Maybe he can't give Alucard that now, but, God, he wants to try for something close.

It's thoughtless, when he leans forward and kisses him. Gently, fondly, and perhaps a little wet, but warm, now that the hypothermia has receded.]

We're both estranged from people, at large, but this- it's enough that you haven't turned me away, upon seeing this, and know that I would have been that for you, and that I would be that now. [He speaks against his lips, voice barely audible.] I'm glad it's you.

[And he finds that he's entirely sincere. He can't imagine it being anyone else.]