[Alucard smiles. Actually smiles. It's a thin and fleeting thing, but it is there all the same.]

You're welcome.

[Alucard follows after Hector, sitting and enjoying the luxury of eating something that he has made. It comes with a soft hum of consideration for Hector's words.]

I'll instruct her, if you don't mind. A Speaker's trust is something I do not wish to even entertain the notion of abuse.

[So he holds out his hand automatically, soup bowl holding the spoon for just a moment.]