He hadn't expected the chair. Truthfully, he would've been just fine sitting on the floor getting hearducts all right full of the melodious makings done. Albert meanwhile looks fancy in that funny what shows like he wasn't meaning on being fancy up at all. If he were a different kind, he might feel out of place.

As it is, the Initiate settles on into the chair, settling inelegantly on the edge and leaning forward all eager. He forgets himself able to make noise at all and simply smiles and offers a quick wave. He ain't just particularly fancy himself. Just comfortable draping fabrics that make him look smaller than he is-- things with bones and color, but notably less so than he had before a criminal. There's a cuff on his wrist now that he ain't avoxed no more.