Zelda was, obviously, thinking about Alfred - but she was also thinking about Lou Jameshill, because this had been what she wanted from him.  She had stumbled into Alfred instead, after, and Alfred had always been more genuine. Not just because he wasn't a fake person, but also because he was solid, and here, and - he was not a reliable person, given his entire career but she knew if she really needed him for something, he would show up. And he could kiss her on the forehead.

Zelda smiled up at him, although there was something sad about the corners of it. "Not without sneaking around," she said, and she didn't mind sneaking around, (it was fun), but it was hard. She wanted - more than letters, and the corners of things. She wanted to actually be able to be around him.

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