He'll give credit for not being intimidated enough to retreat, at least. Or it could be that this kid is just too stupidly stubborn to know when to back off. Probably the second one, frankly, judging by how he twitches when Albert looms.

But one step towards the kitchen and Albert's had enough of the game. Instead of allowing any progress, he grabs the boy's shoulder and determinedly drags his either dead or struggling weight towards the hall outside the suite's front door. "Wrong is wrong and I have suffered enough of your petulance. You're welcome back if you discover some respect, but until then if I see you on this floor, I'll put you out myself. You are not welcome here unless expressly invited."

His voice is low and growling, still eerily calm despite the tone and any fight Julian may be giving him against his forcible ejection.