I don't think it's dust. But I appreciate you not getting it on the furniture, I suppose. I don't exactly need much more encouragement as I am.

[It's a bother, being constantly horny. Worse timing now than ever, truly, but he's... trying to manage. Hoping he can just endure through a few more days.]

If you want, I can still bite you. [He won't, but he does miss the banter with Trevor.] I'll go get the wine.

[Alucard doesn't take long, returning with a glass and the bottle. Really, the glass is more for himself, he doesn't expect that Trevor is even going to glance on it.]

How long does it usually take you, anyway?