[He keeps the girl cradled close. For a man who had been planning on walking out to leave Hiling and Hannibal to their devices, he's now very firmly entrenched. Alfred is likely to stay here. He'll not sleep. He'll merely sit there, holding her. Watching over her.

He only briefly glances up to Hannibal. He's honored. And grateful. And thankful. And honestly a bit amazed. There's so many things he wants to say, to admit to. But he's got a sick girl and that takes priority. Hopefully Hannibal won't think he's been spurned. Grand confessions come after his girl is all better.]

That's right. Family. You're my family now. I'll look after you. I swear. Just rest, all right. Rest and get better. I'll be right here when you wake up.