Jacob withheld his huffed breath and decided to grab another dish to start on. That was an unfair comparison, and he didn't even know how old Holly was. He was more than capable enough of living and recuperating on his own considering he had two thousand and seven hundred years of practice — and that was just within his own memory. Who was this brother to call him on being childish? Maybe Jacob just wanted to be alone after two weeks of being surrounded by cruel, uncaring scientists who considered him an object instead of a person. Maybe he wanted anything but that. It wasn't Abel's place to assume.

"Then we're not all that great of twins, are we?" he asked. It was obvious they weren't just regular siblings just by looking at the two of them. "Why don't you just go back to whatever it is you were doing? Seriously. You don't know me, I don't know you. We're strangers who share a past. By now, that's about it."