"Don't slouch. It's bad for your posture."

"Stop telling me what to do." Caesar's tired anger barely reached his eyes as he gazed over at his brother. "What are you doing here? Are you here to gloat?"

Albert appeared unfazed by his brother's weariness, nonchalantly slipping his left hand into his pocket. "Were you not the one that won the war?"

"We both know who won." There was a bitter note attached to the admission. "Runes, you are such an ass."