Alfred
"Thank you, Victor. You are a kind man."
*He replied warmly, taking the items graciously and settling to sleep - opting to keep his upper torso straight in a pseudo-meditation.*
Jennifer
He smiled, letting the centaur become comfortable and avoiding letting his eyes shift to the back legs on him. 
"Sleep well. I'll see you in the morning, I suppose."
And with that he takes his leave, using his own candle to light the way. He had to clean up, he had to ensure that his study was straightened and take stock of his inventory. And of course, see if there was anything left for messages for him though he doubted it with such a short amount of time. 
No rest for the wicked, sadly.
Yasmin
`The next morning...`
Alfred
*Just after the break of dawn, the centaur stirred once more, grumbling softly as he awoke. A split-second of confusion, the clay outlines making him wonder if he was in a crowd, but soon he came back to his senses. Pulling the blanket off his shoulders as the sun warmed him, he bundled it up and rose to his feet, stretching with a groan.*