"You're incredibly thoughtful, Georg. I..I love them, I really do." I love you, too.

For a long moment, Alfred leans into the touch, lightly shutting his eyes as he listens to the sweet things the older vampire is saying. They've been getting closer, gradually, but...outside of intimacy, Georg is so guarded, so withdrawn with his real feelings. This moment, though, he feels...different.

Slitting his eyes open again, he murmurs, softly and sweetly.

"...May I...do something for you, Georg? I...I would like to brush your hair out for you. If that's all right."