Aleksandr tried to quit his blushing when tear walked into the cooking room, the kitchen. It was not as if he wanted Tear to start hinting to any of the other workers that he had a crush on his sister--and that, that was it. He did not like Tear because she probably already knew. There was not a way he would disrespect the young lady. Either of them. . .

"Hello, Tear," Aleksandr said in response, "I am happy you have come to help. Nadia is. . Trying to show me, but I must--" he paused, realizing he was talking too much, "I must not be too good at following her directions," he smiled. He followed them so perfectly to escape from outside the castle, maybe this was just a self-defense mechanism his brain had worked into its networking,