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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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.