[ Alucard just stares for a moment, storm blue eyes studying Zack with a new sort of intensity even if a ghost of his smile remains. Of course what the other says is impossible. That's not how magic works. People didn't cross between worlds accidentally, and those that did without being Antari... Well, actually, Alucard wasn't sure. He'd heard it'd always been bad.
But if Zack was a liar, he was even better than Alucard, which pride suggested to be just as impossible. ]
I've had worse.
[ His fingers of the one hand are creeping up into his hair, though, moving to grip at the roots. ]
How close are we to London?
[ In every world, from what he understands, that's always been a constant feature. ]
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But if Zack was a liar, he was even better than Alucard, which pride suggested to be just as impossible. ]
I've had worse.
[ His fingers of the one hand are creeping up into his hair, though, moving to grip at the roots. ]
How close are we to London?
[ In every world, from what he understands, that's always been a constant feature. ]