[Alucard offers his friend her privacy by focusing on her new companion. The creature, it seems, like butt scratches, and he is content enough to oblige for now. He can hear where Gideon is in the box anyway. The clatter of the utensils, the shifting of plates, and then the noise of pages turning.
He's hit and then turns, smile small and warm and so pleased to just be experiencing this moment.]
You ate bone paste. I had to dumb it down as much as I could.
[It's pressure that's the game? Alucard hugs back,, matching strength for strength.]
And damn right. It took a long time to find the perfect plates.
no subject
He's hit and then turns, smile small and warm and so pleased to just be experiencing this moment.]
You ate bone paste. I had to dumb it down as much as I could.
[It's pressure that's the game? Alucard hugs back,, matching strength for strength.]
And damn right. It took a long time to find the perfect plates.