I think that's probably more than enough, I do get the general gist. [Alucard smiles, a little wry and a little wistful.] It is a shame that she missed one of my father's forgemasters while he was here. They use tools to reforge souls from Hell into living flesh, they would have had a grand time comparing notes.

[Hector is...complicated. Less so than he was, admittedly.

Alucard pauses, unsure if he should ask or go further now. Maybe in a better mood for them both. Instead, Alucard offers a softer:]

Perhaps not. But if you're ever in the mood to share if a thought strikes, I'd be happy to listen. Or answer questions about my own, I think enough of my own past has popped up.