[Alucard doesn't have speech when he's in this form, but...well. The dog is walking with him, and for that the creature gets a careful nuzzle. He's big in this form, so damn big, and dead things are so very delicate.
And while he wanted her to follow to, the speech is so much harder. Every word she says makes it harder. This isn't fair, it's never been fair, and the more she talks the harder it is to keep that resolve.
But he listens. Listens carefully, because the things said are so very pointed. There's real intelligence, and total Belmont-ness that it's sort of a miracle that Carmilla hasn't been shanked by her own shitty idea.
His eyes keep on her, tail turned up slightly to show that he is listening. If Alucard had words, he would ask do you want me to end this?]
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And while he wanted her to follow to, the speech is so much harder. Every word she says makes it harder. This isn't fair, it's never been fair, and the more she talks the harder it is to keep that resolve.
But he listens. Listens carefully, because the things said are so very pointed. There's real intelligence, and total Belmont-ness that it's sort of a miracle that Carmilla hasn't been shanked by her own shitty idea.
His eyes keep on her, tail turned up slightly to show that he is listening. If Alucard had words, he would ask do you want me to end this?]