[Alucard follows Hector to the door, unsure of what kind of bird to expect. He knows better than to think it'll be small or cuddly like Cesar is, and the suspicion is right. The bird is massive. Opposite of subtle.

But it's an ocean bird, and unless one sees it up close, it isn't going to attract any attention. Alucard leans in, taking careful not of where there are more obvious bones, and he nods.]

If she's willing, then that's all that matters. Her size means I can write a slightly more detailed message.

[That actually gets a thin smile.]

I'll do that, then make something to eat. For now, we just need to keep north.