When first they had met, the older vampire had seemed so...untouchable, really. Aloof. But now here they are, fine features and poised stillness just under Alfred's gentle, searching fingertips. The anxiety around the collar doesn't go unnoticed. He doesn't press.

"I think you should," he murmurs, leaning a little closer, eyes bright as he looks up into Georg's. "I would - I would like it, if you did. It doesn't have to be a lot, at first, just...little steps."

He reaches out to take his hands, regarding the unkempt nails with a soft, understanding little smile.

"Like your hair, and...maybe these, just a little, if you'll let me."