[ The story gives him something other than the aches and pains of the night to focus on. It's also a balm for the parts of him that think maybe Alfred would be safer in a life outside of his service, pacified by the history of his scrapes which he notes with a small huff of a smile and the words: ] You and trouble have a long history together, I see.

[ The expanse of his back is given for Alfred to oversee. He's pretty sure it's just bruising but it doesn't hurt (well, technically it does) to allow him a better look. ] So how did it find you?