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Kaiser's nerves were shredded. He barely knew what to do with himself, and he was absolutely, positively, unequivocally convinced that it was all to do with this banshee of a fake baby. It never stopped. It NEVER. STOPPED. Kaiser rarely got decent sleep, it was true, and... admittedly, he had been known to function terribly for this reason even before the Muggle Studies assignment, but adding the lack of sleep to the incessant fake crying (it had been weeks since he'd even attempted to sleep in his dormitory, out of consideration for his dorm mates, grabbing naps wherever and whenever he could elsewhere instead) and also throw in his not insignificantly troubling emotional state, certain other issues, and the new guilt that he was now failing to adequately care for a not-even-real child, and... well.
Basically, the result was Kaiser as he looked now. Dishevelled. Exhausted and pale, with every lost hour of sleep etched on his face and under his eyes. Jumpier than was strictly necessary. More than a little tormented. So on. So forth.
Honestly, the next issue, the next slightest inconvenience - fake baby related or not - and he was going straight up to the roof and staying there until everything just shut up for a moment, stopping only to give little Bambino back to Schmoe on the way.
Other than all of that, Kaiser was doing swell. Operating largely on autopilot, he entered the Transfiguration classroom with Bambino - who was, by the way - still crying for literally no reason, seeing as Kaiser had tried everything to make him stop - clutched between forearm and chest, headed straight for the Moses baskets, and put him inside of one. He took the Moses basket - now with added baby - and claimed a place at one of the tables. And sat. And stared at nothing in particular.
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