[Hector forces his smarting ego to shut up. Alucard, for once, is making an attempt.

Hector taps a finger on the Magician emblem on his shirt.]

Look, Ambrose made some piss poor decisions, but he got this one right. My craft, I’m very good at. Everything else, social interaction, not so much. So we can at least say we’re both shit at it.

[That’s as close as he’s going to get to an apology for that ‘fuck you’.]