"Touch me, please...” Adalrich said in an almost pleading tone while holding your hands, not bothered when it was you

He finds it strange, but views it as fate. Now he follows you wherever you go, claiming you away from men who would try to flirt with you

"I'll die without you... so please, just let me be yours.” he kneeled, resting his forehead on your legs. He's been so afraid that he'll die alone. But not anymore when he met you

He was a germaphobic, yet he was so clingy with you