[Alucard raises a eyebrow at the noise, but lets the whole thing go by. Not something else he can harp on, and quite frankly, the other matter is a bit more pressing.

The water bends up ahead, and Alucard's careful as he moves along with it. There's more melt here, and--

--ah. The squelch of mud hiding under a thin layer of snow. Lovely.]

Yes.

[The dhampir sighs, venturing a little further into the personal.] Back home, they left after a particular tragedy. I thought I wanted space at the time, but I was wrong. Not talking was stupid then. Being forced to talk while here helped underscore that particular fact.