[ He appreciates the effort on behalf of his brother more than Allen knows. With his classmates still in the dark regarding their relationship, there's no one else he can speak to freely about this. Even though it's constantly on his mind, he keeps those thoughts to himself.
It helps that he knows Allen's intentions are good, even if he feels it's something he needs to figure out for himself because he has no intention of running away from it like his father did. He'll face his brother. Good or bad, he won't turn his back on him. Or anyone else that matters to him.
He's never been one to pry into others' lives. Now that he thinks about it, the reason is obvious. Shaped by his experiences, he's quiet than most. Touching on subjects lightly unless he has a point to make, and even that comes after watching someone closely for a while. Long enough to start to understand them a little better. Having known Allen for some time now, he's beginning to piece certain things about him with every new piece of information he learns about him. It's been slow going, yet all the more rewarding when the puzzle pieces come together to build a picture of him he wouldn't have guessed otherwise.
He nods quietly at the statement as ice begins to form beneath him, and he rises slowly, twisting and turning, through the branches. Bathed in moonlight, he crests the top of the canopy with little disturbance. ]
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It helps that he knows Allen's intentions are good, even if he feels it's something he needs to figure out for himself because he has no intention of running away from it like his father did. He'll face his brother. Good or bad, he won't turn his back on him. Or anyone else that matters to him.
He's never been one to pry into others' lives. Now that he thinks about it, the reason is obvious. Shaped by his experiences, he's quiet than most. Touching on subjects lightly unless he has a point to make, and even that comes after watching someone closely for a while. Long enough to start to understand them a little better. Having known Allen for some time now, he's beginning to piece certain things about him with every new piece of information he learns about him. It's been slow going, yet all the more rewarding when the puzzle pieces come together to build a picture of him he wouldn't have guessed otherwise.
He nods quietly at the statement as ice begins to form beneath him, and he rises slowly, twisting and turning, through the branches. Bathed in moonlight, he crests the top of the canopy with little disturbance. ]
I'll head home now.