19.
Hmph.
Gone as quickly as she came.
Big surprise.
You're horning in on my territory, Citrine. It doesn't suit you very well.
It looks like my powers have returned!
Hey, Rubedo!
Try and guess how I know.
I don't see what all the fuss is about. I don't have a father. Do you, Rubedo?
Anyone who listens to that little orange-haired battle axe is an imbecile. She says he's young but we are twins, you know. Don't grant her any wishes, she's a hateful nattering daddy's-girl harpy.
That's all.
Oh, isn't it a delightful circumstance.
((ooc; Albedo lies so much that it's already readily apparent to him that he can't. |D So do exploit this.))
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