[ Ronan's anger is not a subtle thing, though Matthew at least already knows it's not directed at himself. He hasn't done anything wrong, that he can think of, or anything particularly careless (that he can think of).
But seeing his older brother upset is terrible, and part of Matthew always wants to help fix things. Ronan, however, is very complicated, and his little brother is very simple, so all he can do is try to be okay. It helps that everything that's happened is far enough over his head that the reality of it hasn't quite sunk in yet--their world infected, being destroyed? Nope, still processing.
He blinks at the raven, surprised. ]
Whoa, I thought it was her. [ But now he can see the difference, in her eyes. ] Wild.
[ He reaches for Ronan's other arm, a bit childlike, ready to start the search. ]
My guy--
Daemon [ the butterfly interrupts in a passive voice that is neither obviously masculine nor feminine, while scrubbing at one of its antennae with a front leg. ]
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But seeing his older brother upset is terrible, and part of Matthew always wants to help fix things. Ronan, however, is very complicated, and his little brother is very simple, so all he can do is try to be okay. It helps that everything that's happened is far enough over his head that the reality of it hasn't quite sunk in yet--their world infected, being destroyed? Nope, still processing.
He blinks at the raven, surprised. ]
Whoa, I thought it was her. [ But now he can see the difference, in her eyes. ] Wild.
[ He reaches for Ronan's other arm, a bit childlike, ready to start the search. ]
My guy--
Daemon [ the butterfly interrupts in a passive voice that is neither obviously masculine nor feminine, while scrubbing at one of its antennae with a front leg. ]
Right, yeah, he said there was a city, too.