[Alucard looks at Hector, unconvinced about the idea that he might just need a few minutes. At least he can function for a day or two on his own, or at least that’s the very nice lie he tells himself.]

I haven’t had the luxury of time to think of other ideas. I’ll start in the next few minutes.


[There’s then a small, relieved sigh.]

The plan worked, Hector. That may be a good sign.