Sleep? What's that like? Trevor hasn't been able to sleep since he arrived here. Worried about Sypah, dare he say it, worried about Alucard. Things had gotten pretty heavy before he was spirited away and landed up here. He knows the last thing he said to the blonde was rather heartless, acting like a brat rather than a good companion or even friend. So it was safe to say he was keen to get back, not that that was going to be happening any time soon.

Trevor felt the irony like a kick in the balls. Locked up and living in darkness, like most of the night creatures he'd slain, only permitted a little fresh air, a splash of sunshine. He might as well have been in a coffin himself.

At first, upon hearing Alucard's voice respond to his silent mutterings, Trevor seems unphased by it. "Oh great. I sound like fucking Alucard now..." Confusing the voice with his own thoughts for a moment before it registered that the voice was coming from his side and not from inside his own mind. "Hm?" Slowly turning to face the source of the voice, only to raise his brows. Fierce blue eyes lighting up for a second as his expression looked excited. It was fleeting, however, as Trevor quickly composed himself, cleared his throat, and frowned. "And here I was hoping I could rot away in solitude, instead I have you to torment me till the end of days... Fucking wonderful."