[She might explain, if he'd left it at that. At how most people lie; at how tiring she finds it. But then he goes on, and she stiffens just slightly.]
Is she gone?
[Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe she had just gone through the same things Rosalind herself had, back that Fort, and god knows that would be cause for concern. But Alucard regards Integra as Rosalind regards Robert-- and so something must have happened, for him to be upset about it.
God. She can't imagine Robert going through what had happened at the fort. She won't. It's too sickening, too terrifying, too much to even contemplate.]
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Is she gone?
[Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe she had just gone through the same things Rosalind herself had, back that Fort, and god knows that would be cause for concern. But Alucard regards Integra as Rosalind regards Robert-- and so something must have happened, for him to be upset about it.
God. She can't imagine Robert going through what had happened at the fort. She won't. It's too sickening, too terrifying, too much to even contemplate.]