He blinks a few times, unsure if he heard that out loud or not. But it doesn't matter right now. Right now, he is needed, and he will do what he can to calm Alfred. He rubs his hand over Alfred's back and hums an old lullaby his mother used to sing to him.
He can't help with the pain, can't help with Alfred's body transforming, but at least he can be a source of comfort.
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Date: 2021-11-28 01:43 am (UTC)He can't help with the pain, can't help with Alfred's body transforming, but at least he can be a source of comfort.