[Alfred breathes and holds Oswald a little tighter against his chest which has grown tight with emotion at Oswald's honest admission.]
No, not at all.
[He closes his own eyes for a moment against the sudden flood of memories; memories of Bruce, Reggie, and of course Esme. People he's loved and lost and while he would never trade his memories of them he knows how tempting a moment of peace and silence would be should someone give it to him.]
You're not a bad person, just someone who is hurting.
[Just like he is and Oswald's words repeat in his mind, soft and sad.]
Just for a moment...
[He echoes and with that Alfred shifts so he can look down at Oswald, noting his tear streaked cheeks and tired, lonely eyes before pressing his lips down and against Oswald's in a tender, slow kiss.]
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[Alfred breathes and holds Oswald a little tighter against his chest which has grown tight with emotion at Oswald's honest admission.]
No, not at all.
[He closes his own eyes for a moment against the sudden flood of memories; memories of Bruce, Reggie, and of course Esme. People he's loved and lost and while he would never trade his memories of them he knows how tempting a moment of peace and silence would be should someone give it to him.]
You're not a bad person, just someone who is hurting.
[Just like he is and Oswald's words repeat in his mind, soft and sad.]
Just for a moment...
[He echoes and with that Alfred shifts so he can look down at Oswald, noting his tear streaked cheeks and tired, lonely eyes before pressing his lips down and against Oswald's in a tender, slow kiss.]