[The answer is to trip again, with more exciting company, in a less gross place than a stinky worm cave. Obviously.]
They had legs. [He insists that he wishes to eat nothing with dough legs.
And now he's keeping up the insistence mostly because it's funny. Alucard rises to meet it, even!]
Oh, a clinic? Your mother was a healer? [The question comes thoughtless, borne only for curiousity for a woman he's only heard vague mention of (mostly from Hector).] In a... in a village? I must admit, that's a bit of a smaller world than I would've expected you spring from. [You know, considering the great lord father and everything. Oh. Oh, wait. This was a romantic story, wasn't it? A small, village doctor. A great lord of a vampire.
Fuck. That's good. And, he cannot help but think, especially tragic when it's real.] Though you're certainly worldly compared for your typical blue blood.
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They had legs. [He insists that he wishes to eat nothing with dough legs.
And now he's keeping up the insistence mostly because it's funny. Alucard rises to meet it, even!]
Oh, a clinic? Your mother was a healer? [The question comes thoughtless, borne only for curiousity for a woman he's only heard vague mention of (mostly from Hector).] In a... in a village? I must admit, that's a bit of a smaller world than I would've expected you spring from. [You know, considering the great lord father and everything. Oh. Oh, wait. This was a romantic story, wasn't it? A small, village doctor. A great lord of a vampire.
Fuck. That's good. And, he cannot help but think, especially tragic when it's real.] Though you're certainly worldly compared for your typical blue blood.