“You can share whatever personal details of your *own* life as freely as you want. However when I am involved, I do not like my name to be shared amongst the ever-so-nosy masses. Is *that* understandable?”

“Yes.”

Deep, perturbed sigh. “Whatever. Cannot argue against that.”

“Indeed.”

“What do you mean?”

Stoically staring in return, only a faintly curious tilt of his head offered.

“Worthless as the Sun above clouds.”

“Not /you/, Freddy.”

“Why does this always happen? You know I wouldn't insult you for no reason.” Anymore. He's better than that, now. That's what everyone else is for.

“The festivities have finally died down. Good.”

“.........” 💧 “Alright. You've got me there I suppose.”

“I thought we were long past— oh, forget it.” Leans over to peck his nose.

“A day off... I do not like this.”

“Perhaps a new mask... Or a new overcoat. Hm. Choices...”

Browsing his SwiftSpace.

“Delegate all public inquiries to Uday.”

“... Good morning.”

“A day off... How inconvenient.”

“Heavy is the head, as it goes.”

A stretch, nose pointed to the sky as his spine bends as far in as possible. Accompanying the loud cracks that ensues are quiet yawns.