[Finally, Alois sinks into something more mellow, and sets the back of his head against the wall, and even closes his eyes. He is smiling, though.]

I wanted to find out about you from you, and not assumptions, which I have a lot of, or hearsay, which I have some of. I realized I'd have to come and seek it myself, and you were sitting very darling and sleepy right here, it seemed like a good time.

Don't know if you'll want to tell me about your hands and all, though. I'm only wondering.