"The elder knows who I am and is, for now, keeping the younger's secrets about it. Probably more for Narcissa's sake than his own." This may be because he cares about her or because all the Blacks are mad as a box of frogs and women all twice as frightening.

Sebastian is probably less upset by this than he might otherwise be since he'd long harboured nasty suspicions that his life with Hellsing -- filled with painting, plastering, and the occasional zombie fungal ant attacks -- was too good to last. With any luck and a lot of lies, they can hold back the tide for a little while longer, but this madness is familiar and what he's used to.

"Be well and as safe as you can."