{Cyn, you can't expect me to be like you; how can you even consider the possibility that I would sacrifice lives for the sake of learning? What the hell is wrong with you?} Feeling something off about how things were laid out for him, Brance glared at Cynrik, knowing there had to be more to what was happening than his brother was saying.
{Sigh, dumb, stupid, innocent Brancie, open your fucking eyes and observe that group's situation. I have done all I can to help you; the only issue is whether or not you accept that help.}
{Unlike me, Mana Control has ALWAYS been your biggest issue, causing you to fall behind me in the one thing you need most. Instead of playing the part of Dumb Meat-head Jock, use your fucking brain.}With a loud snort, Cynrik looked over at Jessup and Geralt before turning his face up to the first floor of the Mansion.