Looking away nonchalantly.

Calling him weird? What he is doing is perfectly reasonable.

Knows everything.

Not fond of this coming holiday.

"I still can't fathom why this holiday still holds such significance if most can't even recall its origins. It's all just commercialization, Aleister Mifune."

Munching on cookies.

Who wants to bet that the kitchen will get destroyed?

Though if the kitchen is destroyed he won't be able to get snacks. Troublesome. . .

Actively ignoring Vine's tantrums.

Atleast Vine found an outlet. Less of a nuisance for him.

Wonders how this will turn out.

Just don't gamble with him. You're fine.

Swats her hand. "No."

"Of course he'll pull something like that. . ." Munching on french fries.

Yeah. He doesn't feel like sharing his snacks.

Aleister talks a lot to himself when he made that circle. A bunch of gibberish.

Eating Cheetos with chopsticks. " What a bother. "

Eating nachos now.

Sigh.

" Just kiss already. "