[His emotions are everywhere right now, okay?! Let him have this.

Alucard's actually ready to just fuck off and walk among the grapes at this point, wine in hand or not. It is tempting, but the source? He helped cause this? That gives him very literal pause. There's no looking over to the grapes that started it all, there's only the expression of going through too many emotions at once on Alucard's face.

In the end, there's a very small, fragile smile there.] I hadn't thought it might lead to this. [His voice is faint, but there's a soft noise of disbelief.] All of this from me mistaking your caravan for Sypha's people.

[Never mind that he's still unsure where he stands with Sypha these days. There's a little bit more volume to his voice next, feelings apparently starting to stabilize.]

You could just hire someone to do the hard work for you, then get to write your own sales song.