Gideon's mentioned your name and your skillset in passing.

[He offers it in the calmest, most even tone possible. No harm, no foul, nothing terrible. They've never delved into the real meat of whatever is between Gideon and Harrow, just that they're from the same world and travel closely together. Nothing more, nothing less.]

I'm...hm. [Give the dhampir a minute here. Alucard's eyes move from Harrow and her guard to the graves beyond. Jaskier's done a wonderful job landscaping, adding color and texture when there was once none. Moreover, Alucard has been procrastinating about finishing the work. He's concerned about what may happen next if he does not have a project.

Finally, his eyes settle on a small group of graves to the far left. He's had the component parts gathered together, but yet to puzzle them together. Too many similar names, the stone is all of the same type, and if four hands can do the fiddly bits, all the better.]

This way, please? I admit to having put a few outliers aside. [Moreover:] What is their intellectual capacity?