If Alucard's taking particular note of anything as far as Allen's appearance goes, he's not letting on. He's seen enough already, through his familiars' eyes, to ignore the tiny details - all but one.
By now his gaze has locked onto that cross, his grin ticking wider by the second.
"How contrary."
His next query proves surprisingly blunt in nature, and seemingly unrelated to the circumstances at hand.
"Are you a Catholic?"
His hunches aren't often wrong, but he'd like to be certain. Then again, it's not every day one meets a Catholic who's anything but a fan of his Father.
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If Alucard's taking particular note of anything as far as Allen's appearance goes, he's not letting on. He's seen enough already, through his familiars' eyes, to ignore the tiny details - all but one.
By now his gaze has locked onto that cross, his grin ticking wider by the second.
"How contrary."
His next query proves surprisingly blunt in nature, and seemingly unrelated to the circumstances at hand.
"Are you a Catholic?"
His hunches aren't often wrong, but he'd like to be certain. Then again, it's not every day one meets a Catholic who's anything but a fan of his Father.