I guess the saying "the more the merrier" doesn't really apply here, does it?

[ This entire scenario is one that she wouldn't wish on anyone, but in typical Hilda fashion she had searched for the silver lining in an effort to reinforce her hope that had been fraying before news had broken out about the taken Summoned being found.

They arrive at the tent a short time later and she reaches to take the box from him. ]

Thank you for helping me carry it, I really appreciate it.

[ There's another beat where her eyes flit over Alucard's features, noting the tiredness. His hair, usually shiny and well kept even has a flatness to it that she isn't used to seeing. Worry tugs at her. In other scenarios, she'd be quick to offer a reassuring hug, but with her hands full and her embarrassment from earlier still fresh, she would be remiss to cross the line that had been drawn in front of her. Instead, she offers what she hopes are words slightly comforting words that will also in turn convey her worry for him. ]

We'll find them soon, Alucard.