JULIAN!
âCivility?!â His temper is scratched, adolescence planted on a bed of thorns, never shying away from getting his soles bloodied at the step forward taken. âWhat civility? Where? If it is not given? There is none to return.â Heâs not mad at her, but the canon is never angry; itâs just in its nature to explode when given fire or enough bullshit, whichever is more abundant. In Wynnâs case, he settles that it canât be the latter. It never has been for her. Itâs just enough for him to listen again, just enough not to strip the door off and walk in. âGood. Donât care. But? Donât take that shit. They have something to say? Enough to bleed for it? Make them.â
Thereâs a momentâs worth of adjustment, lips shifting with the jaw, the steam being let out through the veins. It will be a few more minutes, and in the moment he hears nothing being escalated to give him reason to come in, no more than what is already itching beneath his skin. The tongue clicks against the roof of the mouth in annoyance, patience not a virtue. âWhy not?â he questions back, defending what shouldnât be defensible. âYou wouldnât do the same for her?"Â
she thinks about what he said, really thinks about it. brow is furrowed with the consideration of balance in the world. if there is no kindness received, should it be given. sheâs not sure. maybe it differs in each scenario. it must be the same for violence. âdo you always have to have that dedication?â itâs a genuine question, only half targeted at his own beliefs. some of it is innate curiosity, the viewpoint differs so far from what sheâs been told by all the therapists and psychologists.
âi think sheâs too...â the word escapes her. itâs a parallel to nice, but itâs not exactly right. thereâs nothing to describe what she thinks of her sister really. but she doesnât think claudia would kill someone. not really, not even by accident. âi wouldnât want her to, i donât think.â maybe thatâs more what it is, because even though she keeps throwing the punches it seems like thereâs a little piece of her that doesnât come back from it all the way. âbut i would if sheâd let me.â















