[And for a brief while, that's all he really manages; he doesn't move to sit down, instead remaining near the desk even after the door is closed and locked, resting his fingertips lightly on top of the smooth surface of it. His stance has tightened again, the tension in his body incredibly obvious.]
I don't want to fight with you either.
[He twitches a little.]
Your friendship means a lot to me.
[His expression flickers sharply at that, though; he really doesn't want to ask, but he knows he has to. He folds his arms across his body before just kind of brute-forcing the topic out there.]
I heard you correct yourself, when you were standing outside. Do you not want to consider me your brother anymore?
I'll understand either way, so answer me truthfully.
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[And for a brief while, that's all he really manages; he doesn't move to sit down, instead remaining near the desk even after the door is closed and locked, resting his fingertips lightly on top of the smooth surface of it. His stance has tightened again, the tension in his body incredibly obvious.]
I don't want to fight with you either.
[He twitches a little.]
Your friendship means a lot to me.
[His expression flickers sharply at that, though; he really doesn't want to ask, but he knows he has to. He folds his arms across his body before just kind of brute-forcing the topic out there.]
I heard you correct yourself, when you were standing outside. Do you not want to consider me your brother anymore?
I'll understand either way, so answer me truthfully.