"So, Alucard." Integra's cigar hung from her mouth. "What is it, exactly, that you are thinking?"
He looked out of the window. "Why is it that you wonder?"
She laughed, "Can't I just ask a simple question? I'm just worried about my dear sweet domesticated vampire."
He growled a little at that. "I was wondering what you were wondering my honorable old master."
Her eyes narrowed. "…yes." She took her cigar from her mouth. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of your company, Alucard."
"I hope not." He smiled, warmly. "I don't know what I'd do with myself otherwise."