Alfred's eyes flickered down to her gloves. He fleetingly considered helping her remove her gloves with his teeth. If she was going to tease, he could tease right back... but he shouldn't, because as she'd pointed out, they were going to get in trouble if they kept this up. He looked back up at her face, then reached to tuck a strand of hair that had come loose from her hairstyle behind her ear.

"I love you," he said, grinning again. Then, on a whim, he added, "Give me your old gloves. You wouldn't have anywhere else to put them."