Sep 23, 2025
Noah and Van Helsing speedrunning from “my heretic enemy” banter to soulbearing sincerity about identify, the true self, memory, and purpose (and then back to banter but with more warmth).
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Noah and Van Helsing speedrunning from “my heretic enemy” banter to soulbearing sincerity about identify, the true self, memory, and purpose (and then back to banter but with more warmth).
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Afterthought to my last post because apparently I can’t shut up: why are they thinking about each other so often?? Like hello?? Van Helsing, you’re supposed to be brooding over the end of the world or other important matters, not pining after your sarcastic vampire. And Noah, you cannot just casually drop lines that sound like banter but are actually raw vulnerability in disguise and then expect me to function.
They’re rivals, they’re mirrors, they’re co-conspirators, and then somehow they’re soft for each other in the moments when it counts most—without even meaning to. It’s ridiculous. I’m ridiculous. They’ve broken my brain. At this point I’m one sleep-deprived thought away from opening a doc and writing actual fanfiction.
Detective duo? Comedy duo? With Noah and Ami, it’s both. So their conversation basically went like this.
Noah: “We shouldn’t raise suspicion. But we need to get into that research chamber on the other side.”
Ami: “So… sneak around?”
Noah: “What if we just break through the wall?”
Me: Hun. Really.
He’s in detective mode, she’s blunt and slightly chaotic, and somehow it works. The way she teases and provokes him (sometimes on purpose, sometimes not), and the way he gets flustered trying to correct her with logic—it’s gold. And since he’s Noah, he never gets tired making funny remarks himself. They are such a good combination. Not even in the romantic sense, just pure chaotic dynamic energy.
And the best part is how the banter loops back into something unexpectedly endearing. Especially once Noah realizes Ami’s been carrying the Black Blood and starts trying to make her see that being Bloodborn isn’t inherently bad. That’s when the tone shifts: all that chaos sharpens into something softer, more sincere.
So yeah, one minute I’m admiring Noah’s conclusions, the next I’m laughing at Ami’s antics and Noah wanting to headbutt a wall, and then I’m staring at my screen with 20 screenshots of the same scene because their dynamic just works on every level.
Noah and Van Helsing’s dynamic (or bond) isn’t just tension, chemistry and sharp logic. It’s the way they stay with each other. The banter, the constant testing, yes, but also the quiet recognition, the reliance, and the hints of longing. In parts, they mirror each other so strongly that it’s almost inevitable they’d start slipping into each other’s thoughts. It’s sharpness and softness at once: mutual respect wrapped in sass, trust hidden under rivalry, and vulnerability that breaks through in sudden, startling lines. That’s why their dynamic feels so addictive—because beneath all the sparring, they see each other.
Empousa and Noah’s rhythm gives me so many thoughts. She’s on the brink of death, he rushes in to save her, and when she opens her eyes? Relief first, then immediately: “Idiot.”
He’s just as shaken, but she’ll never admit her fear straight. Instead, it’s barbs along the lines of: “I didn’t save you just so you could die again.” She insists he’s more important, calls herself replaceable, then circles back to another “idiot.”
That’s their whole dynamic in miniature. Relief masked as anger, tenderness buried under insults, two people who can’t stand the thought of losing each other, but would rather banter than bare it.
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What makes Silver and Blood so powerful for me isn’t just the vampires, the prophecy, or the gothic drama. It’s the way these characters—outcasts, heretics, wanderers—end up orbiting one another until they start to feel like something close to family. Despite their different backgrounds and personalities.
This is a story about identity, survival, and belonging. Everyone here carries some kind of fracture: cursed blood, lost memory, exile, the weight of immortality. By all accounts, they should be alone. And yet, they aren’t.
The game keeps reminding us that legacy and power aren’t the only things worth holding onto. What matters just as much—maybe more—is the fragile, messy bond that grows when people who “shouldn’t belong” find belonging in each other.
That’s why the banter matters. That’s why the softness beneath all the sharp words matters. It’s not just about survival in the basic sense. It’s about surviving and fighting and searching together. And maybe finding comfort in kindred spirits.
And that’s the kind of story I’ll never shut up about.