"You know? I think I might like that. Lord knows Koukol can't mend or sew. So yes, you must teach me."

They finally reach Herbert's room, which is just as grand and ridiculous and opulent as Herbert is. Everything in dark wood and reds and golds. He ushers Alfred into the bathroom and starts the tub running, helping Alfred out of his coat.

"Oh -- we need to get you a coffin! You can share mine until we find a crypt for you."