[Oh yes, more leggies.  Because now it is a sticking point, and Alucard's really not found this level of comfort to joke around with anyone but Jaskier and Gideon.  The latter's closer to the dhampir's age, Jaskier just seems to be himself.]

No apologies needed, in that case.  The nomenclature is weightier in Wallachia.  [But also a part of the problem in the first place.  Alucard doesn't let that detail out though.  If Hector's said anything, then Jaskier can probably fill in a blank or two.

No matter.  Alucard keeps walking, some part of him registering that neither one of them has picked a destination in mind.  There's thinner crowds out here, the further they get from the exhibition hall, and if Alucard remembers right, there's a park somewhere in this vicinity.  Maybe that's where his legs are wandering to.]

They were both forces of nature in their own way, yes.  [Dramatic, all three of them, although his mother might protest the label.  Her dramatics were nothing compared to what was referred to as Tepes man nonsense and applied to both Dracula and Alucard.]  The skeleton thing is...well.  My father's reputation for cruelty, massive overstatements, and terror was earned.  That simply is what it is.  [Wait.]  Was.