[Albert knows it's a false reassurance, he's absolutely confident that it is, but it seems to be what he needs to hear.
Moran is a bit of a sight with the glass held to his forehead, though, so Albert stands, crossing to the small kitchen to retrieve a second glass, this time full of ice. Louis isn't here to fuss over everyone in the most upstanding and helpful ways, so Albert takes on his long-lost need to assist those less fortunate, if only because Moran looks genuinely a mess.]
It's nothing I can put to words, particularly. You don't want to hear about my guilt, surely. That although there are reassurances they won't notice I'm gone, I've abandoned them, and the cause.
[He plucks a piece of ice from the glass before handing it over.]
I've decided I'll throw myself into things, so that if William or Louis comes they won't have a difficult time. And--this is your fault, Colonel--I spent most of the night considering your words from yesterday. Not that you recall them, I'm sure.
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Moran is a bit of a sight with the glass held to his forehead, though, so Albert stands, crossing to the small kitchen to retrieve a second glass, this time full of ice. Louis isn't here to fuss over everyone in the most upstanding and helpful ways, so Albert takes on his long-lost need to assist those less fortunate, if only because Moran looks genuinely a mess.]
It's nothing I can put to words, particularly. You don't want to hear about my guilt, surely. That although there are reassurances they won't notice I'm gone, I've abandoned them, and the cause.
[He plucks a piece of ice from the glass before handing it over.]
I've decided I'll throw myself into things, so that if William or Louis comes they won't have a difficult time. And--this is your fault, Colonel--I spent most of the night considering your words from yesterday. Not that you recall them, I'm sure.