Alfred chuckled, then shifted his position a bit behind her so that he could slip his shirt off. If she was trying to see his tattoos again, though, she'd be disappointed, because as soon as he'd discarded it he went right back to holding her up against his chest. The feeling of her warm skin against his was comforting, and for the moment the only thing he wanted to do was just to sit like this, holding her and enjoying the warmth of her skin and the calm of the air around them.