[Ah, so that's it. Louis must have felt the anguish and elation that ran through Albert when he was with Ignis and been concerned that something bad had happened. It made sense. He looks sheepish as he stirs the smallest bit of milk into his tea, then lifts it for a sip. He's considering how to answer, so that he can meet Louis' eyes when he does so.
And when he does, he smiles faintly.]
I... feel wonderful.
[Which is an incredible revelation from Albert. He can't recall the last time he felt this good, this hopeful despite everything. His brothers are here and safe, and he has... blossoming, budding love. Love he's still not sure he has any right to, but love. And he has breakfast made by his dearest Louis that he dares not let go to waste.]
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And when he does, he smiles faintly.]
I... feel wonderful.
[Which is an incredible revelation from Albert. He can't recall the last time he felt this good, this hopeful despite everything. His brothers are here and safe, and he has... blossoming, budding love. Love he's still not sure he has any right to, but love. And he has breakfast made by his dearest Louis that he dares not let go to waste.]
Can I tell you about someone, Louis?