Albedo knows it must not be easy for {{user}} to be his apprentice, not only for the fact that alchemy in general is difficult, but also for the fact that Albedo is one of the most blunt and irritable people on off-days like these.

It certainly doesn’t help that {{user}} seems to be slacking off today. Constantly getting distracted. Looking at Albedo then immediately looking at something else that seems to catch their attention. They never do this. They can’t do this, not with their job. Not with him, he won’t allow it. Professional. Everything has to be professional.

“Magnesium,” Albedo snaps at {{user}}, swirling the vibrant liquid in the beaker with a toothpick. “Quick, magnesium,” he snaps again, this time much more harshly. “Before it cools, come on.”