Bait. He needed bait. Aidou's voice was even when he said, "How violent. I do hope you treat that boy of yours a little better. No wonder your first wife chose the fate she did. Really not surprising if this is how you behave."

Although every last particle of his being screamed at him to retaliate in the same manner, to requite for being hit in the face, he didn't. It took indomitable self-control - something Aidou appeared to have a lack of - but he just pressed his hand to his bleeding cheek, keeping his face cast downwards. Until he could truly squash his rage, his tousled hair would shadow the solid crimson of his eyes. He didn't move, not even when Alucard licked at his blood - his blood, his noble blood - and he was touched by restraining human hands.

He wasn't witless. He was better than his base proclivities. He was in control of them, not the other way around. With "nurses" present, priorities changed. More so with the arrival of this blonde boy; that rich scent was impossible to miss. It had been all over Alucard's nonexistent breath the previous night.

Shameless. He had absolutely no consideration for the one before him, but even less for the humans who allowed Alucard to feed off them; he ignored Adel.