[ So can Trevor, still hurts though. Knowing there was someone he couldn't save regardless. ]
I know. So, I'm not gonna waste any more time messing around here. In case it happens to one of us.
Oh, he did, I do not doubt that. Taught me to read, introduced me to 'modern living' and oh my God, Alucard, some of the foods and drinks! In fact, there's still stuff in the cottage you should try if you've not already.
Why not? Because even here, time feels short at times.
[ He means himself, Alucard... He's never been so afraid of being mortal before. ]
Well, there's this thing, grows in the ground called a Pumpkin, and if you add a little spice to it and blend it with beans and cow's milk, you get this coffee that is bitter and sweet and spicy and I could drink that all day if you'd let me.
You look the same, minus a few obvious minor details.
[ His hair, for one. Trevor rather likes how pale it is, like spun platinum silk. His complexion, too, while on anyone else it would seem pallor, but on Alucard it simply makes him look more ethereal. Or so Trevor thinks, anyway. ]
I hope you feel the same at least. Even with as much time that's passed between.
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Ah well... I did. ... They're the friend who left me the house.
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I am sorry for your loss.
But you will make new friends again.
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[ He's still a bit tender from it, but he'll get over it. ]
Sure. We'll see.
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. . . Sometimes we have to return to where we belong. No matter how painful.
But I'm sure he treasured the time he had with you.
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I know. So, I'm not gonna waste any more time messing around here. In case it happens to one of us.
Oh, he did, I do not doubt that. Taught me to read, introduced me to 'modern living' and oh my God, Alucard, some of the foods and drinks! In fact, there's still stuff in the cottage you should try if you've not already.
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Why not?
What are your discoveries?
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Why not? Because even here, time feels short at times.
[ He means himself, Alucard... He's never been so afraid of being mortal before. ]
Well, there's this thing, grows in the ground called a Pumpkin, and if you add a little spice to it and blend it with beans and cow's milk, you get this coffee that is bitter and sweet and spicy and I could drink that all day if you'd let me.
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But I'm glad you discovered something new.
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[ He chuckles then. ]
Me too. Though I think I prefer the older things better.
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You'd be surprised how little things change.
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[ A pondering thought grips Trevor then. ]
Will I? What about you, Alucard, haven't you changed?
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You would be a better judge of that than I.
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[ His hair, for one. Trevor rather likes how pale it is, like spun platinum silk. His complexion, too, while on anyone else it would seem pallor, but on Alucard it simply makes him look more ethereal. Or so Trevor thinks, anyway. ]
I hope you feel the same at least. Even with as much time that's passed between.
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If you think so, then that is proof that I am still the same.