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[ the door slides open quietly under his push, greeting him with the sight of the mansion interior bathed in a golden yellow light -- a welcoming atmosphere. smiles, allowing himself to feel mildly impressed that the decorations were not as atrocious or in excess as the (semi-)disastrous party-meeting in their shared past. the first goal of his evening long-since decided, he gives alyssa a kiss to the forehead, brianna a silent look to communicate his intention & a final murmur of departure to his little brothers before he gently detaches himself from them -- but not for long, he hopes, for they are who he wishes to be around the most tonight -- in search of a certain boy-turned-man (mentally, at least).

is rather glad that there seems to be a distinct lack of them running around, making his search very short & effortless. gives anna a small bow & a polite (but well-meant) smile. ]

Good evening.

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[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ gives him a pleased but thoughtful look. ]

Food in general, especially sweets. Traveling and seeing new things as well, though he does a lot of that on his own. He doesn't stay still for very long.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ nods upon remembering the little that he's seen of the boy. ]

Ah. That one.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

You know the others?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Mm. [ tilts his head in thought. ]

Though I suppose most of it was through observation.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ chuckles briefly, amused at the thought. ]

This is my first time speaking with your family as well. Except-- [ pauses, looking at brianna at a distance, wanting to word this right but it comes out as a polite question instead. ] --ah, your wife?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ is not looking at anyone but brianna as he speaks, his voice a touch warmer & his smile a little fonder. ]

My princess.

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[mothertype.livejournal.com]

...

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ allows himself to feel privately warmed by his answer as he nods, his own voice soft and knowing. ]

Your princess, then.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ turns his attention back to anna, knowing that his previous meeting with brianna could not have been too pleasant (he, himself, remembers a blonde boy in glasses). but does not voice it; the unpleasant episodes of the past should have no place here. ]

What is the schedule for the evening?

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

Nothing too fancy, I'm afraid. I thought we could mingle for a bit while we wait for the others and then eat when preparations for dinner have finished. Some desserts for later, or coffee instead, if you prefer.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ nods once again in approval. then thinks for a moment & his lips twitch a bit when he asks his next question. ]

Is chocolate chip pancakes included in the dessert menu?

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't miss a beat, obviously overlooking the inside joke. ]

If that's what you prefer, then of course!

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Ah, I prefer coffee. Pancakes would be for my baby brother.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

Is that so? Well, he may certainly request whatever he would like.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Then may I request that in his stead?

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[mothertype.livejournal.com]

Yes, of course!

[ taps one of the waiters on the shoulder before he passes him by, putting said order in. ]

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[ turns his attention back on albert when the other man leaves, giving him a fond look. ]

What a nice big brother you are.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Ah? I believe I feel rather flattered.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

I only speak the truth.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

My gratitude, then. [ glances at his family again & then back at anna. ]

How is yours faring?

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[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ is mildly surprised at his question, but moves on from that easily enough. ]

Very well, thank you. They're all doing their own thing nowadays, but we gather at least once a week for dinner.

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

[ lifts a hand and circles his eyes to the ceiling, pressing a finger to each of the outstretched ones on his other hand, tacking them off as he goes down the list. ]

Simon is in the business industry and travels sometimes, Oliver works with flowers, and Rob works with Sora here at the mansion, down in the labs. They all seem to like it well enough, so as long as they're happy...

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ listens attentively & then finally nods, as if in approval. ]

Mm. And yourself?

[mothertype.livejournal.com]

Me? [ a moment's pause, to think. ] I'm well, thank you. I've always enjoyed taking care of the affairs around the house.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Is that enough?