The only thing on Alfons's face is amazement--he might be from an incredibly unstable point in Earth's history, and one where prejudices are running rather wild, but he doesn't subscribe to any of those thoughts.

He simply doesn't care. He's meeting someone that honestly is from space. Of course they don't look like him.

He realizes, he doesn't know how they can understand one another. He wasn't speaking English, in his excitement. He'd fallen back into German. And even then it was ridiculous to expect English to be spoken in this sort of environment.

"My name is Alfons Heiderich, Miss K'ehleyr. And it is indeed a pleasure to meet you."