[Alucard manages to be calm. Having to pet and reassure Cesar is one of the reasons for it, as it's very, very hard to be anxious when petting a tiny dog whose body is made out of adoration (and okay, mostly necromancy). The fact that he can see in the darkness helps as well, for while the candles go out, he can make sense of where they are.
Well, barely. This is a different kind of pitch black than he is used to, and a part of it is being so deep inside of something that it's disorienting. So he keeps petting Cesar.
At some point, he reaches out to the mer-creatures. Asks them for a status report, and apparently Isaac's ship has come closer, not further away. The sinking is an alarming thing, and Alucard breathes out a soft, sharp hiss.]
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Well, barely. This is a different kind of pitch black than he is used to, and a part of it is being so deep inside of something that it's disorienting. So he keeps petting Cesar.
At some point, he reaches out to the mer-creatures. Asks them for a status report, and apparently Isaac's ship has come closer, not further away. The sinking is an alarming thing, and Alucard breathes out a soft, sharp hiss.]
He's right above us.