She watched over him quietly, as his glow disappated, stroking his hair and chest gently, being very aware of its rise and fall beneath her fingers.  He still wasn't reacting the way she had expected.  She still hadn't made him see, though she certainly wasn't going to regret what they had just did.  She was with him now, and she wasn't ever going to lose him, or take him for granted again.  Still, he had to know...he had to understand...before they left.  It would be too cruel to rip him away from his world again, without giving him the choice.<br/><br/>She got up from the bed, not bothering to redress, and walked to the bathroom to clean up.  As she passed the closet doors, an idea came to her, though it took her a moment to decide to try it, still wary of his reaction.  She finished and returned to the hallway, standing in front of the full length mirrors that covered the sliding doors.  "Alfred?  Can you come here...I....I think it might help you...understand."  Her nerves grated at her as she waited, statuesque in the light from the bathroom that filtered through the hall.