Sideways, for the most part. With a slightly upward angle.

[That's what it feels like. There have been so many directions that the world has gone, and there are a few that have felt good. Everything else, slower acceptance.

Alucard's careful as they walk, content as anything. Among the flowers, there's a fallen tree, and Alucard's careful as he guides them both towards it.]

Well, it'll be up to you to make it happen. If I could offer you the usual resources, I would.