[The grim reality of Clive's situation, the life he'd spent effectively in chains, very nearly threatens to ruin what little good mood Dion had managed to cobble together. He reminds himself that the other man's suffering had happened under his own banner. The thought settles unpleasantly within his mind, another reminder that perhaps his father had simply never been the man he'd thought of him as.
But the light mood between the brothers prevails. And despite it all, Dion can't help but laugh. It's a light sound, almost hesitant, but some of the tension in his shoulders eases up all the same.]
Far better. My own appetite will live to see another day.
[He shoots an amused glance toward Joshua, then feigns exasperation. How did you grow up with this.]
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But the light mood between the brothers prevails. And despite it all, Dion can't help but laugh. It's a light sound, almost hesitant, but some of the tension in his shoulders eases up all the same.]
Far better. My own appetite will live to see another day.
[He shoots an amused glance toward Joshua, then feigns exasperation. How did you grow up with this.]