[It's a shame that he's never been very mindful of authority or doing what he's told.
Cat's hand moves to his dagger and draws it at her words, certain now that the bells he hears around her are alarms and not the soft, guiding tinkling he's come to expect from his sister. Even at their reunion, fresh from tragedy, Fox hadn't been so intent on keeping close to him that she turned controlling. Everything they'd done -- together, apart -- had been a partnership. She wouldn't refuse him a relationship he held dear to him, regardless of misgivings. All the regrets they had weren't so strong that they would get in the way of the trust they put in each other, or the value they held for each other's happiness, after all.]
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Cat's hand moves to his dagger and draws it at her words, certain now that the bells he hears around her are alarms and not the soft, guiding tinkling he's come to expect from his sister. Even at their reunion, fresh from tragedy, Fox hadn't been so intent on keeping close to him that she turned controlling. Everything they'd done -- together, apart -- had been a partnership. She wouldn't refuse him a relationship he held dear to him, regardless of misgivings. All the regrets they had weren't so strong that they would get in the way of the trust they put in each other, or the value they held for each other's happiness, after all.]
You're not my sister. What are you?