As sweeping as the gesture had been, Alfred is relieved to be out of the spotlight again - so he noticeably relaxes when he is pulled into the next room, where they have a moment of privacy. The kiss is reciprocated, one slender hand running softly down Herbert's back, holding him close.

He giggles when they pull apart, smiling sweetly at his - his fiance.

Oh, that's nice.

"I'm - I'm glad. I was afraid I would...make a mess of it, somehow? But I...I wanted to do this here. It felt right." He looks at the ring, laughing softly. "...And I want you to know, that ring was...well, I was trying to think of what to do for a ring, and...someone...told me where he had hidden this." From his pocket, he pulls the little box, so that Herbert can get a better look at it.

The inside, where the ring had been nestled, is cushioned with soft, dyed green wool.