[ Alucard doesn't miss a step, slipping his palm beneath Xenk's and drawing it towards him in a way you might a lady's hand to kiss. It even looks like he might for a moment, but he stops raising it about chest level and eases their path ( or at least tries ) a little closer to the light along the path by simply leaning into Xenk. Unlike the other man, he can't see in the dark.
He gives it a minute twitch to either side, trying to see if the ink sparkles with metallic in the light. His thumb is a warm, gentle sweep over the marked skin's surface, feeling for not just any raised textures. Alucard purses his lips a bit, because while the mark is undeniably magical, he doesn't feel it. None of it. ]
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[ Alucard doesn't miss a step, slipping his palm beneath Xenk's and drawing it towards him in a way you might a lady's hand to kiss. It even looks like he might for a moment, but he stops raising it about chest level and eases their path ( or at least tries ) a little closer to the light along the path by simply leaning into Xenk. Unlike the other man, he can't see in the dark.
He gives it a minute twitch to either side, trying to see if the ink sparkles with metallic in the light. His thumb is a warm, gentle sweep over the marked skin's surface, feeling for not just any raised textures. Alucard purses his lips a bit, because while the mark is undeniably magical, he doesn't feel it. None of it. ]
It looks healed. Does it hurt?