[Besides crossing his arms over his chest Albedo doesn't shift away from the grip Aether has on him. By in large he seems unbothered as he rattles off the facts like reading a dictionary out loud.]

Naturally, since it has caused quite the stir. It really didn't take much to ask around for further detail;

The Sakumi Festival is a celebration for ancestors of this world. Yet the more notable aspects of it are the alleged transformations and erratic behaviors that have been observed in many.

[A real hefty pause. Aether can keep his face turned away all he wants. He might be feeling the holes the alchemist is burning into the side of his face with his gaze though.]

So, how are you feeling now?