And Klavier had started lying now. No, perhaps not lying, but simply shifting the subject. Why? Was it the person he was with? Albedo dragged his gaze to the man, abstractly noting that they had similar hair. Related? Maybe. Brothers?--

--Oh. Right. Klavier did have a brother. Albedo drew a hand to his face, pressing against his eyes in an attempt to regain some mental acuity. The man spoke and Albedo watched from between his fingers, eyes clearly slightly as he spoke. There was no reason not to answer truthfully. No reason not to state the reasons why. He maintained a pleasant expression as he spoke, hand trailing down to rest at his side. He hadn't seen fit to shift away from the closeness of Klavier. "Because he was scared, I assume. Looking back at least. His anger was unbecoming and he refused to play with me anymore after I heightened our play."

The boy blinked once, something shifting to the forefront in memory. Albedo didn't look to Klavier, but his expression grew unreadable as he took in the man in front of him again. "Are you the brother that Klavier abandoned?" Because if so, oh, they had some things in common.