[Whatever scathing protest he was putting together crumbles apart in his mouth. Silver may as well have just slapped him hard across the face with that last part.]
...Shut up. You don't know anything about my sister. [But there are things he doesn't understand either...things that hurt. Things that dig underneath his fingernails and gnaw through his skin to worm their way down to his bones.]
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...Shut up. You don't know anything about my sister. [But there are things he doesn't understand either...things that hurt. Things that dig underneath his fingernails and gnaw through his skin to worm their way down to his bones.]