"Good. Do that." Albert nods to Stephen as he hands him a small parcel of the explosions. There's a note of approval in his tone at the younger man shaping up, as he sees it. He does know that Stephen has risked much for them, but the shield of family and being a native Capitolite has proven to be a strong one, and Albert can see how it would warp one's perceptions.

Granted he has to remember he's speaking to Cyrus Reagan's brother and as far as Albert is concerned, Cyrus would sell anyone out for a piece of toast if he was hungry. Maybe Stephen does know.

"We'll do this quick. Let's give the Capitol a black eye."