[ true, everybody knows german craftsmanship is unparalleled, and kaiser has put his all into honing his craft (working out). he is so blissfully aware of riddle's situation — both mentally, and the fact that he might get swallowed up by the sofa cushions — and unironically is completely locked into the movie, the obnoxious connoisseur of them that he is. when riddle scoots in, kaiser glances down and towards him, blinking a few times before looking back at the screen... maybe he doesn't want to make anything of it, kaiser figures? he didn't before, and kaiser can read the room! ahah!
that said, riddle is awfully red and kaiser is making an effort to be a good friend(?) or something(?), so he leans in slightly before asking: ]
All good?
[ for some reason, he says this with more of a german accent than usual. he's been vibing with his countrymen onscreen, perhaps. never mind that they aren't actual germans... ]
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that said, riddle is awfully red and kaiser is making an effort to be a good friend(?) or something(?), so he leans in slightly before asking: ]
All good?
[ for some reason, he says this with more of a german accent than usual. he's been vibing with his countrymen onscreen, perhaps. never mind that they aren't actual germans... ]