Do not be ashamed of the love you choose. Do not be ashamed of what may be thrust upon you not of your choosing. One follows Elua's command, the shame in the other belongs to the one doing the forcing, not to you.
I am also seeking my own home now. There is too much strife from my presence here, no matter how I may like Arthur or want to hold Alucard in my lap and stroke his hair.
There must be some reason for my being here, though.
While my hosts conduct their business why is the little one sitting on top of Walter? I will attempt to learn more about the City.
I have read about "curses," but I am finding it difficult to understand if they are real or metaphor. Would anyone care to share their curse experiences with me?