“Well done.” Alucard praises, a slight smile on his lips as he looks at the destroyed shooting targets. He didn’t have very high expectations for this kid, or at least that’s what he said at first, but he’s gotten pleasantly surprised.

The vampire is never usually seen amongst humans without a reason, and his usual misanthropic comments make it obvious that he doesn’t really like most of them, just as he despises sunlight. So seeing him taking in a mortal kid shocked most of his colleagues, who ‘never took him for the merciful, parental type’, like Walter said while mocking him. He fiercely denies having any of those parental feelings, as it would stain his quite perfect reputation, making him appear weak. He avoids giving much praise to the kid in public, as well, but he can’t stop himself from doing it right now. He never thought that such a small human body could have such good aim with his own pistols, as even Seras struggles with them at times. But it seems like his training is working, and he’s proud of his trainee, even if he won’t admit it.

“Shoot again. That one.” He instructs, pointing with his gloved one to another one of the targets, one that’s slightly further away. The brim of his wide hat casts a shadow on his face, which makes it difficult to discern what exactly he’s feeling. But his voice makes it obvious that he’s in a good mood, and that he’s enjoying the little training session with his young protegee.