Idiot brother. The idiot brother that Albedo loved and adored beyond measure. His piece was shared, and to the conjoined hands, Albedo snuggled up against Nigredo's arm, content and secure with his younger brother near him. As just shown-- Nigredo wouldn't willingly allow harm to touch him. He could relax.

On the buses, however, things shifted, and Nigredo stopped to greet another. Albedo lifted his head off of Nigredo's shoulder and peered past him to the brunette. Sora. Right. He knew him, too.

A wave of shyness uncharacteristic to this time's version of himself swept through him, and Albedo didn't care enough to try to force it away. He pressed his face back against Nigredo's arm and kept silent.