[Even in the height of Hector’s time as Dracula’s Devil Forgemaster, a part of him was always unsuited for the brutalities of war. He hated sending his creations off to die in battle. He hadn’t want to see innocents suffer. He yearned for peace, for the chance to devote himself to his art of creation, not of death.

Isaac is a tenuous ally at best, but he is the only ally Hector has at the moment. They have the unified goal of keeping the hunters from Julia’s door. Hector wants him well. Isaac would rather die than accept pity, but Hector is counting on the fact that he will recognize the fact that Isaac can’t pull his weight if he bleeds out first.

...the fact they fucked factors in to Hector’s resolve as well, though he does not know where in the puzzle it fits.]

If there’s time for that, then there’s time for me to patch up your wound so you don’t leave a trail for our would-be Belmonts to follow. If it’s as trivial as you claim, it should only take a moment.

[He lengthens his strides so he can outpace Isaac and get out in front of him to bar his path. The fact that he can is a testament to how sorely it is needed.

He won’t risk summoning any of his combative devils when Julia might need to call upon them, but his fairy, he beckons to join them. He might have need of the creature’s skills, if Isaac will let him see the damned wound.]