"I imagine Alucard finds himself on the outside looking in, with the Cainites. You're either a part of the system, or you're not. And basically, me telling you any of it, is a lethal crime."

She said that with all the love and affection a fly has for a swatter. But she moved on, not lingering on what annoyed her. She should get dressed.

"I kept tabs on the immediate family-" There's some careful for you. "-but I didn't shadow directly until the Belmonts moved more West. I liked the States, but I've kept this place a couple generations. This is... the place I wanted to be."

She opened a drawer, pulled a tank top over her head, without bothering with a bra. Jeans. Bet didn't really have an issue with chafing. She's looked at him over her shoulder, while she slid denim over her hips.

"Can't say I've had the full tale. Regale me?"