She sighed, her head bowing lower.  "Well...you....you can, but....I...I don't trust myself not to hurt you, not to lose my control and draw more than I should.  You're too precious to me to even risk it.  It's even more easy to make a mistake if they're drinking from you at or near the same time.  I...I can't lose you Alfred, not again."  Her voice breaks with emotion and she looks quickly away towards the wall, anywhere but the frustrated and angry face beside her.<br/><br/>This had been a mistake, it was all coming apart.  She didn't want a surly servant, she wanted her Alfred back.  The warm smiles, the contented sighs, the way he kissed her and held her close, making her feel safe and warm.  This was all going wrong.<br/><br/>"Alfred, please...let's....let's just...let's go find our room and we can talk about it some more, okay?"  She glanced at Cassidy, as if looking at a teacher for permission to leave and use the facilities.