[He's got a strong preference for blood sausage. But-- okay
really? A lot happened?
The dhampir lets out a soft snort, his voice as dry as the desert they're
in]
Your mastery of the understatement never fails to stun me. [But not
to silence, it seems.] But the idea of going back in any capacity?
That's concerning.
[But that isn't the point either. Geralt is dancing around giving
any context, and Alucard doesn't feel right pushing for more. The bread is
gone soon after, and Alucard's eyes drift from the fire up to the
moon.] Your memories sound more balanced in experience than his.
no subject
[He's got a strong preference for blood sausage. But-- okay really? A lot happened?
The dhampir lets out a soft snort, his voice as dry as the desert they're in]
Your mastery of the understatement never fails to stun me. [But not to silence, it seems.] But the idea of going back in any capacity? That's concerning.
[But that isn't the point either. Geralt is dancing around giving any context, and Alucard doesn't feel right pushing for more. The bread is gone soon after, and Alucard's eyes drift from the fire up to the moon.] Your memories sound more balanced in experience than his.