[It is all very dramatic. Lenore's almost impressed at the melodrama of it all, except that it's also reason for worry. Especially with murmurs she's been hearing, things about missing people, signs of struggles, abrupt messages. She hasn't seen much of any of that, not knowing what to look for and not having many appointments that anyone's missing.
But it does worry her.
Alucard is one of her few real connections here so far, especially outside of Thorne. Even if they remain wary of each other, they have the bond of being both from the same world, understanding more of each other's history and grief.
The cold doesn't bother her much, but the rain and the mud do. So she shortens her hem and summons an umbrella, continuing along just a few inches above the ground.]
Rough weather. [She lifts her brows a little in question. Even though she's very aware of the very real problems that exist in the world, it's still hard to take this level of melodrama entirely seriously.]
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But it does worry her.
Alucard is one of her few real connections here so far, especially outside of Thorne. Even if they remain wary of each other, they have the bond of being both from the same world, understanding more of each other's history and grief.
The cold doesn't bother her much, but the rain and the mud do. So she shortens her hem and summons an umbrella, continuing along just a few inches above the ground.]
Rough weather. [She lifts her brows a little in question. Even though she's very aware of the very real problems that exist in the world, it's still hard to take this level of melodrama entirely seriously.]