I was having flashbacks to what happened back home, yes.

[There's no point denying it, especially since Hilda knows the full truth of the situation there.

This is really getting quite ridiculous, and rather in defeat of the purpose of sparring.]

I'm fairly certain that in a fight, I'd have pushed you away or otherwise found a way to turn this into a fight with both of our weapons scattered to the wi--

[Hilda doesn't weigh that much, even with an axe. The problem is that it is unexpected. So Alucard takes both their weight and--

--okay, the angles are wild because his lips are definitely against Hilda's.

For a second time.

That's actually a novelty in and of itself, and the thought occupies Alucard's brain enough that he falls down on the ground entirely, aware that Hilda's being dragged along via momentum.]