[Eyes locked onto the other, shining and keen and ready to perceive any sign of retaliation, Alucard's iron grip has gone tense with the telltale habit of someone who's familiar with a fight. But it's to Heine's credit that he doesn't lash out, only digging his heels in quick defiance; it tamps down Alucard's fight or flight tendencies, usually something he can keep in locked away with ease, and has the dhampir blinking at the white haired individual looking at him with distaste.]
You-
[The vendor is yelling at the both of them now, and Alucard is suddenly aware of his surroundings instead of being laser-focused on Heine, and releases his grip.]
I... [The map of New Amsterdam is still flickering in his vision, and his eyes lose focus on Heine and latch onto the digitized layout of the city, widening a little still.] What is this?
[Hand brushing across the floating map that Heine can't see, then looking past it to the other again.]
What is all of this? [-he repeats, uselessly.] Who are you?
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You-
[The vendor is yelling at the both of them now, and Alucard is suddenly aware of his surroundings instead of being laser-focused on Heine, and releases his grip.]
I... [The map of New Amsterdam is still flickering in his vision, and his eyes lose focus on Heine and latch onto the digitized layout of the city, widening a little still.] What is this?
[Hand brushing across the floating map that Heine can't see, then looking past it to the other again.]
What is all of this? [-he repeats, uselessly.] Who are you?