<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Alfred</div><div class="spoiler_body"> (http://ilarge.listal.com/image/4076352/968full-andrew-lee-potts.jpg) </div></div><br/>One moment, he's getting himself situated clothing wise, and making sure he's got his wallet--he did-- and some other things for whatever sort of trip they were going to go on. He watched her get up, and start moving around, and he was initially quite confused. Then, it started to dawn on him. "We're making it look like I was robbed?" He sighed, and shook his head. "Won't that still leave people wondering where I've gone? It's not like I'm going to be able to play dead or anything."<br/><br/>He was mostly confused, but did end up going off into the bedroom again. Maybe there would be a good reason. He had to hope that, he had to believe, because otherwise, this would just be a new nightmare.<em>In for a penny, in for a pound,</em>though, he thought to himself. He ripped open the boxes, and tossed some of them about, swiping a few things. Most of her old jewelry had been pawned in his mad quest for booze, back when he went off the rails, but there was a medallion of hers he had kept. It was studded with a few different kinds of semi-precious stones. It had actually been a gift that he was going to give her for their anniversary... but she disappeared before that day could come.<br/><br/>Why did he hold onto it? Maybe he thought, one day, he'd get a chance to give it to her. Or maybe it was because of sentimental value. Even he wasn't entirely sure... and now wasn't the time to go finding an answer. He also snagged an old pocket watch, with a golden chain, which had been a memento of his grandfather's. Alfred rarely wore it, preferring to check the time with his cell phone, but had always kept it close by.  Not only did he want to keep it, but if they were making this look like a robbery, then it certainly had to be taken.