[ Sypha rolls her eyes at the idea of being hovered over by Trevor and Alucard, even if only in their concern for her, and especially after her recent resurrection and all that it entails. Upon consideration, she doesn't think she actually minds it, so long as the pair of them aren't constantly breathing down her neck. Even coming from such a collective-minded group as the Speakers, Sypha has always enjoyed the option to strike out on her own when she fancied. Being a magician always afforded her that leeway, though she never strayed far. Now things have changed and she doesn't want to stray at all. Not for the moment.

Her tail swings to and fro behind her as they walk, and if it so happens to bump into Alucard's hand and twist around his open palm just a bit, what's the problem? Neither of them has recoiled from the other's touch, so it doesn't hurt. ]

I know a few methods, and we can find recipes and instructions. We might not be able to do it exactly the way she did, but we can figure something out.

[ Her hooves sink slightly into the soft, damp earth as they walk together and she runs her hand over the bark of the nearest tree. Her blue skin is dappled with sunlight. ]

Spring will come soon enough. Does the castle get very hot with warmer weather?