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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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That particular strategy is rather counterproductive.

[ looks proud of himself as he speaks, as if it's a great feat that only he could accomplish. ]

I can watch and eat at the same time!

[ blinks once & then turns his face toward the ceiling as he muses aloud. ]

Ah, I believe my point was missed.

[ gives him a confused look, borderline annoyed, but only to cover up the knowledge of making some kind of mistake. ]

W-what d'you mean?

Just as it sounds, baby brother.

...

[ just takes another sip of his water, pretending that he didn't just have this conversation. ]

[ chuckles, a hand lifting itself from his side without thought to hover over nathan's head. it pauses when he realizes what he's doing, making it land rather awkwardly on a shoulder instead. ]

[ was too busy dazing for a second there (those cookies were really good), thus he can't help himself from blinking in surprise at the seemingly random form of contact. looks up at albert. ]

What?

[ gives him a small pat & lifts his hand away. ]

Hm.

[ raises an eyebrow and looks at himself, then back up at albert. ]

Stop being so ambiguous! What is it? Do I have something on my face?

[ examines nathan's face a little at the demand & chuckles. ]

Yes.

[ surprised, trying to brush off whatever it is that's supposedly on his face. ]

I do? Where!

[ helps to brush some of the cookie crumbs away from the corner of his mouth while slightly shaking with silent laughter. ]

Presentable again.

[ is thankful for his help, up until he speaks. snorts, raising an eyebrow again. ]

Hah. "Presentable", he says. [ jabs his thumb in the direction of albert's hair. ] Get your hair cut first, then say that to me again.

[ an eyebrow of his goes up as well before he simply brushes some of his own hair away from his eyes & tilts his head down a little to give nathan a look. ]

Presentable.

...

[ stares right back up at him, like he's about to have a staring contest or say something extremely profound... up until he presses a hand into albert's face, pushing it away. ]

[ goes the momentum of the push, too startled to do otherwise, with the thought of grabbing a hold of nathan's hand to set it aside only crossing his mind when the surprise subsides. ]

Ah?

[ feels accomplished, taking another drink of his water, a smartass grin on his face. ]

"Ah", he says.

[ can't help but smile back at the expression, merely tilting his head. ]

Did I deserve that?

[ his response is automatic: ]

Yes.

[ just as automatic: ]

And your explanation?

[ rolls his eyes up to the ceiling, thinking. ]

... 'cause I felt like you deserved it?

Hardly an explanation.

I can do it again if you'd like.

An unnecessary effort.