The more time Alucard spent with this boy the more he suspected that his relationship with his brother may have been more than a mutual respect and kinship with one another. That question and those thoughts, however, were not for now and he put them out of his mind for the time being. What he needed to prioritize was to take this boy away from this place as he clearly could not stay here: there was too much decay for someone so fragile of mind.

"What can I call you?" He asked, turning to leave the room: its influence over the boy had been nothing but negative and Alucard wanted to distance the child as much as possible from this place as quickly as he could.

Walking on, expecting the young man to follow, Alucard traced his steps out of the manor, past the orchard and at its edge he waited. Assuming that leaving the grounds of his family home would prove difficult for the boy he made some idle conversation to distract him from any possible upset. "My name is Alucard." Which wasn't wholly true, his real name was Adrian, but he wasn't about to disclose that much. Not yet, at least. "And I'm going to take you to where I'm staying." Also a lie. He hadn't been staying anywhere but he was going to find a decent hotel for the boy to recover in.