The conversation is light, pleasant - hiding the fact that inside, Alfred is panicking a little bit. What has he DONE, exactly? He's let a stranger into a home that isn't even his, he risks exposing vampirism to a human, and - oh, what if he has to -
No, no, he would never. He COULD never.
Casting the occasional glance back at Jonathan, he slows his pace subtly, sympathetic to how he must be feeling. It's not exactly a short walk, up to the castle gate. Let alone in this weather.
"The guest room has a bath, if you like, and there is a robe in there - I'll get a fire burning in the hearth while you get out of your wet things." After a bit more walking, he approaches a door, pushing it open to reveal a room that can really only be described as Ominous. He cringes a little.
"...The...owners of the house are a bit...ah...intense...with their...decoration."
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The conversation is light, pleasant - hiding the fact that inside, Alfred is panicking a little bit. What has he DONE, exactly? He's let a stranger into a home that isn't even his, he risks exposing vampirism to a human, and - oh, what if he has to -
No, no, he would never. He COULD never.
Casting the occasional glance back at Jonathan, he slows his pace subtly, sympathetic to how he must be feeling. It's not exactly a short walk, up to the castle gate. Let alone in this weather.
"The guest room has a bath, if you like, and there is a robe in there - I'll get a fire burning in the hearth while you get out of your wet things." After a bit more walking, he approaches a door, pushing it open to reveal a room that can really only be described as Ominous. He cringes a little.
"...The...owners of the house are a bit...ah...intense...with their...decoration."