Sebastian wordlessly gave in, taking another puff of the cigarette before raising his hand to his sister for her to take it. He knew she would forgive his swear, if not ignore it altogether but he hadn't expected that and he glanced up sharply. "No!" he exclaimed, his tone earnest and quite possibly showing more anger than he meant to. There was a stab at his chest and Sebastian scowled, though it wasn't meant to be directed at his sister.

The hand holding the cigarette – now free – worked its way through his hair again and he clenched his teeth, resting his cheek on his palm and letting it take its weight again. "I swear I didn't know." There was another uncomfortable lurch at his stomach and he pursed his lips, fidgeting slightly to avoid the sensation.

In an effort to dispel the discomfort, he scuffed his shoe against the stair. As he heaved a sigh, he felt his cheeks flush. He was angry. But he had to wonder if he was angry at the fact that she was married or if it was because this was something he always thought Elsie would include him in. Or at least tell him before, not after the fact.

No, he decided with another scowl at the ground, realizing the intensity of his reaction to his sister's question was because the answer was no, and not yes.

Sebastian clenched his fists before wiping his palms on his trousers and reaching up to take the cigarette again.

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