Alucard's hand is too warm in his, but Rhy doesn't let go of it. How could he, when Alucard is looking at him like that, asking him to stay? It's because he's sick, Rhy knows that, but it's - too much, almost. Living together at all is already a form of subtle torture, and this is a more painful pinprick.

But Rhy can't let it affect him. His worry now needs to be not for his own heart, but for Alucard's health. And that is impossible not to worry about.

"I've no intention of going anywhere." He is more serious now, trying to offer reassurance since he can do nothing else. "You need someone to take care of you. I may not be the best choice, but I'll try."