[Somehow when D says that getting angry won't help just makes him feel more frustrated -- but he doesn't disagree. Alucard does want to try to keep an even mind, but it's complicated. He doesn't examine that closely.
Instead, he presses his lips into a flat line and says nothing, swallowing his anger. There isn't much else that he can do right at this point, instead waiting.
He watches D work, admittedly fascinating by how elegant his pale fingers work inside the box. Alucard had been graciously raised by two science minded individuals, but his mother was a doctor and far from anything like this. His father, well. That was more complex in a different way, of magic and science alike.
Carefully, he takes the box into his hands, then looks a bit startled at the explanation.
Ah.
It... moves him a little. To know that this was made to assist him.]
Thank you. [The words are soft, and he wishes he had another way to express his gratitude.]
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Instead, he presses his lips into a flat line and says nothing, swallowing his anger. There isn't much else that he can do right at this point, instead waiting.
He watches D work, admittedly fascinating by how elegant his pale fingers work inside the box. Alucard had been graciously raised by two science minded individuals, but his mother was a doctor and far from anything like this. His father, well. That was more complex in a different way, of magic and science alike.
Carefully, he takes the box into his hands, then looks a bit startled at the explanation.
Ah.
It... moves him a little. To know that this was made to assist him.]
Thank you. [The words are soft, and he wishes he had another way to express his gratitude.]
I will use it wisely.