She knew his body language, knew what that open armed posture invited.  She longed to forgo the explanation, the drawn out reveal and simply accept...except that might traumatize him all the more, so she sat, rigid, containing her feelings as best she could.  Her emotions still left a feeling in the pit of her stomach, regardless of it's uselessness now for anything else.<br/><br/>She looked down at her hands, avoiding his eyes for the moment.  "I'm actually only in town for a few nights.  I try to keep on the move now a days, things being what they are."  Again, she promptly dodged what those things were.  The silence weighed between them, heavily laden with her evasion and his curiosity.  Finally, she shifted, turning her body more fully toward his and placing her hand gently on his knee.<br/><br/>"Alfred, if I asked you to come away with me tonight, no questions asked, none given, to follow me wherever I led, no matter what happened, would you?"