"Yes," Alucard hissed, digging his fangs into Walter's skin, not nearly hard enough to break. Ever careful.

"By Seras Victoria, the Police Girl," Alucard murmured. "Why did I turn her, Angel of Death? Why? Why not you? Did you ever ask? I would. It is you I want, Walter. My partner. Did I ask? Did you refuse me again and again until the cold, creeping fingers of old age wrapped around your heart?"

He huffed against Walter's skin, "Don't deny me, don't deny yourself."