Turning when Junior spoke, and it was a good thing he had the mask - even if his brother had a way of parsing even his slightest expressions.
His concerns were his brother. His concern would always be with his brother, the drive to protect him practically written into his DNA - of course it was hardly unique to him, which was why he could already see the impending argument that would ensue when the time to act finally came.
However, for the moment he focused on what he did know. That, for the moment at least, they had some wiggle room, provided Junior could keep his mouth shut.
Still. He reached over, curling his fingers around Junior's wrist and squeezed - he'd had to keep himself from doing this while he'd slept, afraid of the scrutiny it might draw, but perhaps that had been a mistake and if things didn't work out as he'd hoped he didn't want their last moments together to be ones filled with regret.
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His concerns were his brother. His concern would always be with his brother, the drive to protect him practically written into his DNA - of course it was hardly unique to him, which was why he could already see the impending argument that would ensue when the time to act finally came.
However, for the moment he focused on what he did know. That, for the moment at least, they had some wiggle room, provided Junior could keep his mouth shut.
Still. He reached over, curling his fingers around Junior's wrist and squeezed - he'd had to keep himself from doing this while he'd slept, afraid of the scrutiny it might draw, but perhaps that had been a mistake and if things didn't work out as he'd hoped he didn't want their last moments together to be ones filled with regret.