~you're not interrupting--" A pause to again swat Matthias' hand away, pointing aggressively. "I will cut your damn fingers off--"

~half of it, sinking back into his chair with a squint, popping he piece of cheese into his mouth.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵."

"It's on MY plate! You HAD yours!" Huffing, Wriothesley looks back to Neuvillette, recalling that he'd been asked a question then. "...no,~

~did was laugh.

"𝘚𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯--" Matthias laughed, holding the cheese in his mouth so he could fend Wriothesley off. "𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰, 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩?"

"If I have to!" Huffing, Wriothesley reached as Matthias leaned back, grabbing the cheese but only succeeding in reclaiming~

~again for the plate of cheese.

"Oh yeah?" Wriothesley swats again. "When?"

"𝘜𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘢𝘭."

"That's not what I meant-- will you GET OUT OF MY PLATE?!" Huffing, Wriothesley practically launches across his desk to grab for the piece of cheese Matthias had taken, growling when all his brother~

~𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘐'𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦."

Wriothesley rolls his eyes. "Matthias--" He pauses, swatting Matthias' hand away from the plate nearest him where there are several cuts of cheese. "--showed up unannounced, I wasn't expecting anybody today."

"𝘐 𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧." Matthias protests, reaching~

~drink you stole right outta my hands? That drink?"

"𝘠𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰."

"I opened that for me!"

"𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘵."

Wriothesley huffed, looking to Neuvillette almost accusingly. "You see what I have to put up with here?"

~succeeding in knocking the older man over in his chair.

"𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵? 𝘐'𝘮 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯-- 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘱𝘶𝘴𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬!" Because of course that would be the only thing Matthias was worried about, laughing as he grabbed the edge of the desk to catch himself.

"You mean the~

~to let the Iudex in, the older of the two leaning back in his chair when he heard footsteps and calling out just to get a rise out of his little brother. "𝘉𝘖𝘕𝘑𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘔𝘖𝘕𝘚𝘐𝘌𝘜𝘙 𝘕𝘌𝘜𝘝𝘐𝘓𝘓𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘌~! 𝘠𝘖𝘜'𝘙𝘌 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 𝘐𝘕 𝘛𝘐𝘔𝘌~!"

"MATTHIAS!" Wriothesley reached over his desk to grab for his older brother, almost~

~little more. "𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘵--" He pauses, reaching over to swat the button to unlock the door downstairs, sitting back in his seat with a grin. "--𝘮𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮."

"Matthias!"

Matthias said nothing at first, grin broadening as the door downstairs buzzed and started to open~

~about one another while Matthias was still in Fontaine.

"𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦?" Matt asked, leaning a little to try and see the little surveillance screen on Wriothesley's desk.

Wriothesley made a face, tilting his head. "Not usually no. Is that Neuvillette?"

"𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵?" Matthias leaned a~

~wanted me to drink more water."

Stares a moment longer, then he offers the bottle to him.

"Tastes like ice to me."

He's really going to make him break the bank here.

"...3,200,000."

SQUINT.

"...little higher than I wanted to go but... 3,000,000."

BALKING--

"Since when can the hostess bid? 2,000,000."