The gesture, the confession touches Georg's cold, dead heart in a way he hadn't expected. He and Sarah desire each other, certainly. And perhaps will one day grow to love each other. But what he feels for Alfred is so different from what he feels for Sarah, and it startles and confuses him.
Softly, gently, he presses a kiss to Alfred's hair. "And I you, my dear boy."
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Date: 2022-01-14 12:27 pm (UTC)Softly, gently, he presses a kiss to Alfred's hair. "And I you, my dear boy."