“Excuse me, but I am very much a master of my own destiny, Jacobi!” “Yes, sir.” “The captain of my own soul!” “Indubitably, sir.” Alphonse huffed. “Good. Now, what am I supposed to wear to this thing?” Jacobi’s mouth tilted upwards. “Allow me to peruse your wardrobe and make a selection.”
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