[Alucard almost responds with I said if, but he catches himself. He understands that only makes one angrier, and this? This is an emotionally loaded situation, even if Noctis refuses to acknowledge that. In his own youth, Alucard knows he may well have acted with the same kind of snapped back response.]

I understand.

[And that's all he says, walking quietly and keeping his eyes and ears alert in case of anything. It's not nervrewracking though - it's familiar. Blessedly so. Even stopping in front of the store is familiar. There's almost a thrill to the chase of it all, a feeling Alucard hasn't felt in some time.]

That'll work, although I wouldn't call them a common jeweler. Could infuriate egos. Just that the city guard hired us will be enough. I'll remain a man of few words until I'm needed. Shall we use faux names, or simply refuse to share them?