As they sat in the closet, Alfred's grip on Arthur's vest suddenly tightened. Arthur looked down at Alfred's hands and looked back behind himself where the other sat.
"Alfred…"
Alfred looked disturbed. His expression seemed to hold a slightly terrified look.
"Alfred…?" Arthur was beginning to feel uncomfortable. The he heard what he was afraid he would hear, something that would make the most carefree person worry.
"…make them stop…"
He held in a sharp inhale and pried Alfred's fingers off of him so that he could face the other completely. He looked Alfred over. Good God. What was going on…? The full sight of Alfred shocked Arthur. He had never seen him in this state before now, nor anyone, really. Alfred's eyes were like plates, huge, his pupils constricted. Lord. He must be hearing voices. Arthur was becoming greatly concerned. After his last realization, he was afraid of how unpredictable Alfred might be. The other suddenly covered his ears.
"…please…"
Arthur's jaw dropped.
"Good Lord…"