fen:"what are you doing here?"
dylus:"can't a older brother visit his supposed dead brother?"
fen:"you
know i didn't want you here."
dylus:"well, i make my own rules..."
SMACK!
dylus:"that hurts! man your hands are huge."
fen:"you've seen my appendages. anyways, is that a little more
clear, older male sibling?"
dylus:"i'm not going to try---"
fen:"how am i supposed to know what you're gonna try? why don't you just go
back home, where you belong?"
dylus:"i just wanted to know you're okay."
fen:"...isn't tights a little too formal?"
dylus:"we're holding a dinner. you know, extend the olive branch
to the faery goverment, to make up for what you did."
fen:"what i did? i never even wanted to marry that girl!"
dylus:"ay, marriage comes first. then comes love..."
