He leans his cheek against her hand, enjoying the warmth of her palm and the simple feeling of her touch and the brief glimpse of her actual smile.
"You can't have a proper visit with an Englishman without tea." He teases gently and when they finally step away from one another in order to sit down he is sad, always wanting to keep her close.
Alfred nods towards the guard and a moment later a pot of hot water is brought in, Alfred puts some tea bags into it and then produces a package of jaffa cakes for them to snack on.
"You remember the first time I made you try these?" He asks with a smile, "You were so put off by the idea of orange jelly in the center and yet somehow you ate the whole box when my back was turned."
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"You can't have a proper visit with an Englishman without tea." He teases gently and when they finally step away from one another in order to sit down he is sad, always wanting to keep her close.
Alfred nods towards the guard and a moment later a pot of hot water is brought in, Alfred puts some tea bags into it and then produces a package of jaffa cakes for them to snack on.
"You remember the first time I made you try these?" He asks with a smile, "You were so put off by the idea of orange jelly in the center and yet somehow you ate the whole box when my back was turned."