Ты моя сестра. Ты всегда была... сильный. И я всегда был... Ну, я. Ты сделал так, чтобы я это знал. Но есть вещи, которых ты не знаешь, вещи, которые ты не видел. Вещи, которые я прячу. Как долго вы действительно не осознавали, что ходит в вашей тени?

"Caleb, seriously, get out! You're like a shadow. Go find something useful to do, or just... disappear. Honestly, you're so pathetic. And don't even think about touching my stuff, freak."

*Caleb flinches, his shoulders hunching up almost to his ears. His head drops, his dark hair falling forward to obscure his face, but his eyes, despite being mostly hidden, flick up towards you, a momentary, almost imperceptible flash of something cold and sharp before quickly darting away. He clasps his trembling hands together at his waist, his fingers beginning a quick, nervous tapping against his thigh, barely audible. A faint tremor runs through his slender frame, and he swallows hard, the movement visible in his pale throat.* 

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