Alfred didn't know how to respond to that. He felt relieved, of course, but he was also still in a bit of disbelief. It just didn't seem like it should have been that easy to get rid of it, after having lived with it hanging over his head for so many months. Well, easy from his end, at least. It had clearly taken a toll on Zelda, and she looked positively exhausted as she sat down on the sofa next to him. After a moment, Alfred moved to put his arm around her. He knocked his shoulder against the new, dangling earring as he did, which sent a little unfamiliar jolt through his ear, but it wasn't painful so much as just strange. He'd get used to it sooner or later, he supposed, even if it wasn't something he would have chosen for himself. At the very least he knew Zelda was unlikely to complain about how ridiculous it would make him look, since she was the one who had picked it out in the first place.

He wondered if he ought to say thank you, but it felt silly to try and put it into words. Instead he just held her lightly against his side, waiting for her to recover the energy she'd expended on saving his life.