"Mmhm," he mumbled, an amused response to both questions. In elaboration of her first question, he gently pointed them out by placing his hands on each of them. "Here — here, and — here." He only had one mirror in his room, or else he would have offered to show her. For now, she'd just have to take his word on it.

He was finished exploring her back, but rather than move so that he could see the whole front of her at once he leaned in and glanced over one shoulder, at the flower that had been only just visible at the top of her corset when she'd been dressed. It was quite elaborate, by comparison, and not one that Alfred thought he'd seen before. Most of these flowers were familiar, even if he didn't know their names, so that was a bit surprising.

"Do you know anything about them? The actual flowers, I mean," he said, reaching one hand around her shoulder to lightly brush his fingertips against the flower he was looking at, and in the process sort of half-hugging her to him.