"It's exquisite!" Herbert declares, wrapping his arms around Alfred and kissing his cheek. He can't believe that's what he looks like. Or, at least, that's how Alfred sees him. Which is what really matters. That this is how Alfred sees him, and that's so important to him. To be seen well by Alfred.

"You're exquisite, and this means the world to me. I can't even put into words how much this means to me."