[That... wasn't the answer he wanted. He can tell from looking at his brother's body language it isn't the answer Serif wants to give. Neither of them is happy with this, so why can't they just... do something that would finally allow them to be happy?
He wants to cry. He wants to scream. He wants to grab Serif's hoodie and shake him around. He wants to hug him and never let go.
...But instead, he just walks out of the room, down the hallway, up to his bedroom, and collapses onto his futon.
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He wants to cry. He wants to scream. He wants to grab Serif's hoodie and shake him around. He wants to hug him and never let go.
...But instead, he just walks out of the room, down the hallway, up to his bedroom, and collapses onto his futon.
For once in his life, Tempus feels exhausted.]