Obediently, without a second thought, he moves as he is directed. He's not really sure what Georg is doing for a moment, watching, listening....

And then he Realizes, and bright blue eyes widen, mouth going a little slack. That's...a new one. Herbert hasn't even done that yet - Alfred has really only read about it in books. He has no idea what to expect.

But he does trust Georg.

So, breathlessly, wordlessly, he nods, licking his lips, trying not to drool a little around the fangs that are still descended.