[At the very least, he doesn't seem offended. Alucard closes his eyes a moment.]

No.

My father was a good man, once. For a time, he killed those who attempted to kill him, then became a recluse. My mother brought out the best in him.

Without her, I suppose there is nothing left.

There are demons and other beings who do not thrive on the suffering of others for petty fun. There are good and wicked among all of us, regardless of our origins.