"What's up, Alby? You've been awfully distracted ever since we got back." Roy asked, staring at the man handing him a vase when he asked him to pass him his sword.
"Me? Distracted?" Alby said, looking at the vase in his hand. "Huh? When did I grab this?"
"He is definitely distracted," Roy whispered to Lily who was looking at the man with worry. "Are you sure it is not because he is about to become an adult?"
"Well …" He turned back to the man still holding the vase with a faraway look in his eyes. "Yes. I am sure that is not the reason. Alby!"
"I'm going to change," Alby said, walking into the changing room and closing it behind him, still a little out of it.
Sighing, Roy shook his head in annoyance.
"Something wrong?" Lily asked, putting her staff to the side. "You look more concerned about Alby than before."
