[He stands by the bar and orders himself another brandy. He is not a man for drinking, but since his brother's passing on, he had found himself having a drink more frequently. He was by no means an alcoholic (yet), but it still unnerved him to be indulging all the same. Especially, since he had his sister to take care of now and Kol to watch out for. He was now the leader, the role now more prominently his since Niklaus's death. Numbly, he took the glass from the bar and took a sip, a single hand in his suit pant pocket like always and keen gaze always aware of what was around him. He could hear everything as a perfect predator should, but he cared for none of the petty conversation of humans.]