[An unpleasant jolt, unseen but felt, zings from Alucard's body and up through her fingertips. It's as subtle as a horse shivering a fly away, but it's palpable nonetheless.
Sypha takes her hand back at the same measured pace she'd use with a flinchy horse, unsure whether or not to acknowledge the sharp strangeness of it all, but certain the touch was not wanted.]
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Sypha takes her hand back at the same measured pace she'd use with a flinchy horse, unsure whether or not to acknowledge the sharp strangeness of it all, but certain the touch was not wanted.]
You mean, go there in person?