Sometimes there is no patching up Albert thinks to himself darkly, thinking of Ciro and his constant derogatory remarks. But he won't voice that here, it wouldn't help anyone, so instead he privately marvels at how Jet can compartmentalize similar situations like that. It's good though, Felicity is not Jet, no matter how many similarities Albert can seem to count.

"They seem to have brought the people in everyone's lives who would cause the most upset to the tribute in question." As much as he feels grateful he escaped that, he feels guilty for being one of the only ones not burdened with visitors.

He sips his tea quietly.