Steadied by the touch, Alfred follows under the arm - it feels strange to walk these halls without feeling like he must be subtle. He belongs here, now. Maybe a little bit of him felt that he belonged here in the first place.
In spite of himself, he laughs at that comment, stealing a bashful little look up at his new...mentor? Friend? ...Something else?
"I can do that. If you ever need anything mended, I can - I can do that, too. I know how to sew, and mend, and darn. I used to do it for the Professor. Mother taught me."
Having a purpose makes him feel a little better, it seems.
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Date: 2021-11-23 06:35 am (UTC)Steadied by the touch, Alfred follows under the arm - it feels strange to walk these halls without feeling like he must be subtle. He belongs here, now. Maybe a little bit of him felt that he belonged here in the first place.
In spite of himself, he laughs at that comment, stealing a bashful little look up at his new...mentor? Friend? ...Something else?
"I can do that. If you ever need anything mended, I can - I can do that, too. I know how to sew, and mend, and darn. I used to do it for the Professor. Mother taught me."
Having a purpose makes him feel a little better, it seems.