"His name is Rejean Sept-Heure and I'd probably advise staying away from him," Mina said with a bit of a sigh. "He's Kindred, although I don't know what kind and frankly, I don't care to know. Clearly one who wasn't hugged enough as a child."

God knew there were plenty of those to go around. Those were the ones who generally became the serial killers, the Masquerade breachers, the Lancae Sanctum.

"Anyway, that's my two cents on the Hellsing people. Approach with caution. They're not my enemies...but I'm not sure I would count them as my friends either."