[The amused, smug smirk dies away a little, and his brows draw together, knotted tight and curious. What he's heard and seen of the flames? Fine. Weird, but whatever. Understandable. The look, though? He's unsure. He's curious.]
I guess you don't fucking know your brother as well as you think then. [His eyes flick back and forth across Dabi's face, searching.] He can be a little shit. Drinks and then burns it away while you're left with the damn hangover.
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I guess you don't fucking know your brother as well as you think then. [His eyes flick back and forth across Dabi's face, searching.] He can be a little shit. Drinks and then burns it away while you're left with the damn hangover.
[He pauses.] What do you mean, "your brother"?
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