There was something about the look in his eyes, but the thought fled away from her as soon as Alfred kissed her. Zelda leaned up into it, her heart hammering against the inside of her ribs. She reached out with her free hand and tangled her fingers in his shirt. If she hadn't been so shocked by it - nothing Alfred had done in ages had indicated that he was ever going to kiss her again - she could have kept kissing him for longer, minutes probably. But Zelda pulled away, her eyebrows pulling together quizzically. She kept her hold on the fabric of his shirt.
"Alfred," she said, because if he was calling her by first name and kissing her on the Voyager then she could certainly dispense with Mr. Darrow. If she had not been so thrown off, she probably would have been relieved - kissing on boats was in the realm of normal for them, or had been, once. "What's -?"
There was something off; there had been that look in his eye. But Zelda could not pull it together yet, had not come to the natural and terrible conclusion - had not taken the leap to look down at his hands.
"Alfred," she said, because if he was calling her by first name and kissing her on the Voyager then she could certainly dispense with Mr. Darrow. If she had not been so thrown off, she probably would have been relieved - kissing on boats was in the realm of normal for them, or had been, once. "What's -?"
There was something off; there had been that look in his eye. But Zelda could not pull it together yet, had not come to the natural and terrible conclusion - had not taken the leap to look down at his hands.
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