"I love you." He said it in a deadpan tone.
It was a statement. One earth shattering, mind numbing, questionable statement.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me."
"I most assuredly misheard you."
"No, that was pretty much the message, Master."
"How do you know I did hear you correctly?"
He raised an eyebrow.
"Because I can read minds," he told her as if she was quite dense.
She opened her mouth to protest, except she had to stop herself. He was right.
"Don't worry," he told her as her mouth continued to droop from her face. "Even I can't read emotions, Master."
He grinned. She scowled.
"Police Girl!" he shouted over his shoulder. "It's been five seconds, she still hasn't shot me! Hand it over!"
Suddenly it made so much sense.
"What was at stake?" she asked dumbly. What didn't he have that Seras Victoria did?
He grinned in a wicked way.
"Her humanity."
As Integra Hellsing watched him walk away she couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed.