"I'm not mad about that part, cheri. Neither of us are. You were out of your head, you didn't know who or what you were. Father thought it was best to just let you wear yourself out so he could get you into bed more easily."

He pushes Alfred's hair back off his face and leans down to kiss his cheek. "You should have some more blood. I'm not leaving your side until you're fully back in good health, I hope you know." Which brings up uncomfortable memories he has to push down and away. He can be sad about Solin later. Right now, he needs to care for the wonderful boy in front of him.