It makes Alfred feel nice, being told his work is worthy. It's with a lot of heart that he has taken the time rendering Herbert onto the canvas...for reasons he's still trying to internalize, slowly but surely.

The idea of painting the Count is...just a little more harrowing. But he does seem as though he would appreciate it, after all. "Maybe I will," he agrees, lightly, finalizing the strokes that make up his subject's painted lashes. "It's been... it's been fun, doing this."

He goes without mentioning Sarah, either. She is still a sore topic, an open wound too easy to prod.