Right. It was cleared up. So she could leave, and they could get back to their game, and Albedo could teach Klavier more fun things to stretch his mind. But first to finish this. He swallowed, seeming nervous, and tried a small smile. A line of amusement trailed through him as he looked at the nurse shyly. "Do you think... I could have a pen? I seemed to have lost the one we were using," he explained, looking towards the hangman game.
If, by lost, he meant cracked and bloodied and very well-buried in the cushions, then yes! Lost. Exactly. The nurse's presence served a secondary purpose for Albedo though, and he ignored Klavier, focusing on being extremely innocent and concerned. "And do you... Do you know if my brothers are okay? I haven't seen them yet." The disturbance in his eyes, the worry and insecurity was perfectly true, but as it fit the part, it was allowed to remain. That's what he told himself. Why hadn't he seen them yet? Where was Rubedo? Shouldn't he have seen that annoying Nigredo by now, somewhere? Why was it... Damn. Albedo swallowed again, the nervousness made actual. He needed to know. He needed to see them.
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If, by lost, he meant cracked and bloodied and very well-buried in the cushions, then yes! Lost. Exactly. The nurse's presence served a secondary purpose for Albedo though, and he ignored Klavier, focusing on being extremely innocent and concerned. "And do you... Do you know if my brothers are okay? I haven't seen them yet." The disturbance in his eyes, the worry and insecurity was perfectly true, but as it fit the part, it was allowed to remain. That's what he told himself. Why hadn't he seen them yet? Where was Rubedo? Shouldn't he have seen that annoying Nigredo by now, somewhere? Why was it... Damn. Albedo swallowed again, the nervousness made actual. He needed to know. He needed to see them.