dylus: ah! careful!
fen: hold still you lummex! there!
dylus: heh, not a bad job at all...
fen: i would've chopped it off but my cleaver's being cleaned...
dylus: you know, you were good at this... soft stuff...
fen: i'm not soft!
dylus: nah, i mean, you see
things differently from father or me...
dylus: you know, you weren't the screwed up one in the family. you always did things differently but it always worked...
fen: but you were the golden child, remember? all those birthdays father would go the extra mile to make sure you
had a good birthday. gifts, lessons, tutors, everything. i'm just the nuisance he has around.
dylus: oh yeah? i had
to work my ass off to even scrape through all that. lance was the only one who kept me sane.... and you aren't stuck in a
marriage father forced you in...
fen: er, excuse me? who's the one who kidnapped me for that exact reason?
dylus:
... but look! you're living with a guy you...
fen: love?
dylus: urgh, how could you deal with being gay?
fen:
it's not as easy as i let on dylus...
fen: people treat it as if i chose to live a life of practically exile. it was so painful not being able tell anyone
about it...
