[ Alfred hears and smells her before she actually speaks. He wasn't prepared for her hand landing on his shoulder and he instinctively shies away from that touch, turning to look at her. ]
Nothing. [ It's the simplest answer but not the most complete. He could have explained to her in detail the number of trees, every detail of the road until it looped him right back around to where he had started. ]
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Nothing. [ It's the simplest answer but not the most complete. He could have explained to her in detail the number of trees, every detail of the road until it looped him right back around to where he had started. ]
It brings you back to here.