"No one to sing with." There's moment of sadness there, a wistfulness in his voice. But then he takes one of Alfred's hands to kiss his knuckles, squeezing it tight.
"Now I have you, though. I could sing a little something while you played piano. If you'd like."
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Date: 2022-01-24 05:20 am (UTC)"Now I have you, though. I could sing a little something while you played piano. If you'd like."