[Albert does his best not to glare at nothing as he head back to the kitchen, busying himself with the hot water and tea before he has to head out to where Caesar is again. Why is Caesar doing this now? Being annoying is one thing, but not rising up to throw a tantrum over an insult is a sign that there was more to all of this.
...Wait. What day was it again?
He couldn't very well glance at his journal while it was in the other room. Damn. Albert still looks contemplative as he returns to the sitting room with the tea.]
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...Wait. What day was it again?
He couldn't very well glance at his journal while it was in the other room. Damn. Albert still looks contemplative as he returns to the sitting room with the tea.]