*In response to Ryu's return apology, Albedo just walks over and ruffles his nephew's hair. So many words, but he's never been good at the ones that count.*

I owe you the same, Nigredo. Certain instincts rose too close to the surface.

*But at the remark about tea, a faint hint of his usual smirk comes back.*

I hope you're not planning on drinking the caffeinated version, Nigredo.