You. Lied. And you're not even sorry about it! Maybe you're tired of getting nagged for things and forget that I'm two years behind and don't know half of what any of you have gone through but I think I have a right to be concerned when my brother's not there all of a sudden, or when he comes back looking like he got wiped across the Battle Nexus floor. But okay, fine, if you don't think I should care, then...then fine.

[He drags his hands from the table, leaving deep furrows as he looks at his claws almost dispassionately, feeling emotionally spent. Not caring. Can he do that? It was easier on paper but he never realized how hard it is to actually try being emotionally unavailable.]