[Hector has his dinner on deck, under the night sky. There's only a skeleton crew on deck at this time of evening, so there's blessed quiet. He can see those rain clouds in the distance, as an absence of stars.
He has less worries about the future than Alucard. Yes, the circling around one another, trying to figure out how they fit can be awkward, but anything worth doing is worth putting effort into.
And he really likes Alucard. He should be miserable, being in such close quarters with someone else after having lived as a hermit, but he actually doesn't mind.
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He has less worries about the future than Alucard. Yes, the circling around one another, trying to figure out how they fit can be awkward, but anything worth doing is worth putting effort into.
And he really likes Alucard. He should be miserable, being in such close quarters with someone else after having lived as a hermit, but he actually doesn't mind.
He heads back to their room.]
I hope the dogs didn't distract you too much.