Nothing changes in her manner, but he thinks he can pick it up anyway. How she reacts to him, the way he looks at her. You are so fucked up, a voice whispers in the back of his mind. He doesn't disagree; they both know that already.
He catches her wrist when she shoves at him, but his grip is light now. If they weren't siblings, maybe it'd be a caress. "If you tell me the truth, I'll listen."
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Date: 2013-07-10 07:04 am (UTC)He catches her wrist when she shoves at him, but his grip is light now. If they weren't siblings, maybe it'd be a caress. "If you tell me the truth, I'll listen."