For a moment, Alfred is quiet again. Thinking. Trying to figure out what to say.
"...Well, then...I'll have to do this from time to time. To keep up with it. You have - you have such beautiful hair, Georg. You mentioned ravens...your hair has the same sort of cast as their feathers. Almost blue, in some lights."
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"...Well, then...I'll have to do this from time to time. To keep up with it. You have - you have such beautiful hair, Georg. You mentioned ravens...your hair has the same sort of cast as their feathers. Almost blue, in some lights."