Alfred lets the snow drop from his hands as she approaches. "Mona." He gives a nod and then wipes his hand off so he can hold it out to her dry. "It's a pleaser then, to meet you again, Miss Mona." He offers a handshake because he's not yet to the point where he's kissing knuckles just yet. That will come in time as well.

"You lived with me? Do you still live there?" How bloody lucky was he the last time he was here, to have such a person in his life. "I've yet to go there. I wasn't sure if I should." Mostly because he didn't know if a strange address he was given was a trap or not. "You'll be all right if I move back in?"