[ A wry expression crosses his face. ] I assumed you got that from somewhere.
[ Just saying. Geralt lets Alucard trail off without pushing for more. Not yet, at least. It isn't so much a lack of interest as he can sense that Alucard is working towards something for himself, and Geralt has learned well enough over the decades when to press and when to let the confessions run their course.
Especially when he isn't here to interrogate anyone or pick apart a mystery. Alucard is simply...what he is to Geralt is undetermined, hard to place. They aren't friends. Geralt neither trusts him nor distrusts him. Maybe Geralt has just placed the decision as to what they are in Alucard's hands altogether. To let the vampire sort that out on his own, whenever he gets around to it.
Either way, the regrets Alucard carries with him like a shroud has been hard to miss from the start. He just doesn't know what that regret is about. For not doing enough to save his mother? For letting his father sink into despair and madness? All of it, perhaps. ]
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[ Just saying. Geralt lets Alucard trail off without pushing for more. Not yet, at least. It isn't so much a lack of interest as he can sense that Alucard is working towards something for himself, and Geralt has learned well enough over the decades when to press and when to let the confessions run their course.
Especially when he isn't here to interrogate anyone or pick apart a mystery. Alucard is simply...what he is to Geralt is undetermined, hard to place. They aren't friends. Geralt neither trusts him nor distrusts him. Maybe Geralt has just placed the decision as to what they are in Alucard's hands altogether. To let the vampire sort that out on his own, whenever he gets around to it.
Either way, the regrets Alucard carries with him like a shroud has been hard to miss from the start. He just doesn't know what that regret is about. For not doing enough to save his mother? For letting his father sink into despair and madness? All of it, perhaps. ]