"I'm so glad that you do." He sounds relieved, that Alfred likes his gift. And then Alfred is touching his hair, and he sways into Alfred's space a little, leaning their foreheads together. "I wanted you to be able to touch them. To hold them, if you liked. The petals have a wonderful, soft texture."

He rests his hand against Alfred's arm, letting them simply be close to each other for now. "You're worth the trouble."