"Fine," He's hissing now, a growl that's more than an annoyed brotherly tone. He's had it up to here.

"I'm only trying to protect you from god knows what since I've been here before you and I'm your older fucking brother. I can handle myself, and I've been doing just fine. Don't give me your crazy wavehead stories, you're not and the whole reason I'm here is because you need a place that's not outside like DIE Diner."