Alucard will be fine. [He feels rather undeserving of such a title, but he seems amused.] Legendary Three? I am afraid you are mistaken. Trevor, Sypha, and Grant are the ones who deserve respect, not I.
I would not be so quick as to disregard your honor, Simon Belmont. You have created a legacy. It is your great standards that all Belmonts after you must strive for. Nothing less.
[He frowns slightly, unsure if he'll ever grow accustomed to calling such a noble ally of his family just "Alucard." He's also not sure if he quite likes or understands the self-deprecation going on here.]
Why do you feel as if you do not deserve the respect worthy of your comrades? You fought alongside them, did you not?
[Simon would be quick to disagree that he sets any type of standard -- he believes that honor goes to those that came before him. So, yeah, they can be at this for days.]
[Oh, indeed they could. He shifts, drawing his cape closer around himself. If he didn't have such a good poker face, it might seem as if he were uncomfortable with the question, though he believes the answer he gives with every fiber of his being.]
I did what was necessary. You must understand, the blood that runs through my veins is cursed; it is my duty to be forever tied to my father's actions.
Cursed or not, your blood did not dictate your actions all those years ago. You made the choice -- a most honorable one -- to aid Lord Trevor in ridding the land of the evil your father birthed. Not your blood.
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What theCongratulations, friend. A most impressive acquisition, indeed.
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Wow, that's a great name, mister!
[Suddenly, she stops, plops down and scratches her chin.]
Wonder why it sounds familiar, though...
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... You are familiar with House Belmont?
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Oooooh, House Belmont? That sounds like a super duper extra fancy restaurant or something!
[Quizzical look again!]
Maybe it's someplace in Canterlot that Rarity mentioned!
[Have Pinkie jumping around Simon.]
Oooh! Oooh! If you run a restaurant, does that mean you have a big, poofy hat?! I looove silly hats!
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[And Simon, unable to do much else, stands and just watches.]
No. You are mistaken, horse. I do not own any hats. I do not run a restaurant. House Belmont is a clan --
[Is she even listening?]
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My mun wishes me to tell you congratulations.
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Many thanks, Sir Alucard, to you and your Mundane.
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Indeed. 'Tis an honor to finally meet you in person.
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I would not be so quick as to disregard your honor, Simon Belmont. You have created a legacy. It is your great standards that all Belmonts after you must strive for. Nothing less.
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[He frowns slightly, unsure if he'll ever grow accustomed to calling such a noble ally of his family just "Alucard." He's also not sure if he quite likes or understands the self-deprecation going on here.]
Why do you feel as if you do not deserve the respect worthy of your comrades? You fought alongside them, did you not?
[Simon would be quick to disagree that he sets any type of standard -- he believes that honor goes to those that came before him. So, yeah, they can be at this for days.]
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I did what was necessary. You must understand, the blood that runs through my veins is cursed; it is my duty to be forever tied to my father's actions.
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[His frown doesn't fade, only deepening.]