There's a scowl on his face a moment. In that moment it looks like Alfred is going to judge Alucard. It looks like he might actually be hurt by the idea that he's not seen this man's 'real form'. That Alucard doesn't trust him enough. But then, that scowl still on his face, he reaches up to tug a dark lock of hair. "Of course you are. Save some of that height for the rest of us, you lanky git."
From the tug he shifts up to start massaging the shampoo into Alucard's scalp. He's like a dog with a bone. Once he focused on something, he'll do it. He wants to do this. He wants to because it keeps him focus on the here and now. He doesn't have to think about the then. About the returning nightmares. About the fact that of Bruce ever learns what he did at the Fort, his boy would never forgive him.
"Because of that deal, you got to meet your Integra." He points it out quietly. "Still...I do pity you a bit, Alucard." He leans in more. Presses his lips just softly against those soft lips. "You'll never be able to eat me garlic chicken."
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From the tug he shifts up to start massaging the shampoo into Alucard's scalp. He's like a dog with a bone. Once he focused on something, he'll do it. He wants to do this. He wants to because it keeps him focus on the here and now. He doesn't have to think about the then. About the returning nightmares. About the fact that of Bruce ever learns what he did at the Fort, his boy would never forgive him.
"Because of that deal, you got to meet your Integra." He points it out quietly. "Still...I do pity you a bit, Alucard." He leans in more. Presses his lips just softly against those soft lips. "You'll never be able to eat me garlic chicken."