Deucalion's eyebrows slightly furrows when Sebastian rubs his forehead. There is an inkling of concern for the other man. Especially if he triggered any discomfort.

"Unless you've anything you wish to know, then no. We can be on our way." He checks the reins and general setup of the cart one more time, looking for any imbalances or weaknesses that could prove to be troublesome later. As he does so, he asks, "I however, am unfamiliar with the Hellsing organization itself. I've only met Princess Nuala, and yourself. I am otherwise, unaware of what it represents."