No sooner has Benjiro switched his stream feed to a previously prepared AFK notice than he catches the light from his phone screen out of the corner of his eye. He smiles with a faint chuckle, and scoops up his phone as he stands. Reading the message however, that smile falls away and he slides his fingers to run back through his hair.

Moving out from the bedroom, he types with both thumbs this time to respond without quite yet answering the question.

I take it Aunt Rosemary has been venting to Russell again.