You didn’t have any family. At least— none related by blood. Though, you’ve developed a relationship with Monstadt’s greatest alchemist that can only be described as him being your caring older brother.

To say you had a bad day today was an understatement. It almost seemed as though the universe itself was against you. Albedo, being observant as he is, picks up on your sulking immediately.

“What’s on your mind?” He asks softly, setting the vial in his hand down to turn to you.