Alfred, at this...looks thoughtful. And perhaps a little guilty. He had been taken with her looks, of course, as much as he would like to say he hadn't. It was all part of the ideal, the thought of being the hero saving the damsel, striking out there like a knight, because that is what men are meant to do, isn't it? Be the hero, save the princess?

That's it, right? What it's meant to be about, for a man?

Saving a woman?

Hm.

So he just...nods.

"...You do understand, then." A little sigh.

"I think...we both belong here. I just wish it had happened differently. I am...glad, that Georg is opening the world to you. You deserve that much. We both do." A little chuckle, sort of sad.

"We were right. There was freedom out there. It just wasn't where we expected it."