Well, if she insisting on working herself to death, though she is already technically dead, that gives Alucard more reason to move in and take control over her estate. Rip's blood-lust and now being a work-addict? That won't do.

Bigger house, bigger bed, and all of those come in time.

"You should tell me then. I can get it for you. I shall see to it as my duty for now on. It's the least I can do." He said.

With a huff, the morning sun began to rise and he closed the windows and the shutters tightly to keep the room dark.

"And wear a dress for maternity." He commanded. "That belly of yours will get bigger. Whatever you're wearing now won't fit."