"Right? I KNEW I couldn't be the only one that thought so!" He laughs and leans back against the couch, plucking the joint from his sister's fingers before taking a nice, long drag himself. "I don't know which one of them needs it more, honestly," he says around a lung-full of smoke. "They're both pretty high-strung in their own ways."
He hands it back to her and tilts his head curiously. For as under each other they all were as kids (to the extent they could be, at least, given all of Dad's rules), he really barely knows her now at all. "So, Alie Cat. What's the best part of your new kinda limelight?" They'd all been thrust into it as kids, relished the attention even, but he knows the Academy was never the red carpet, either.
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He hands it back to her and tilts his head curiously. For as under each other they all were as kids (to the extent they could be, at least, given all of Dad's rules), he really barely knows her now at all. "So, Alie Cat. What's the best part of your new kinda limelight?" They'd all been thrust into it as kids, relished the attention even, but he knows the Academy was never the red carpet, either.