Hoshor Plains arabella

He had noticed his brother's rougeish tendencies, it did not bother him up until that point. The black sheep indeed, Ganon was destined to stray farther from their family than Vaati was from their home. His brother seeks to dig into him, to strike a chord where no chord could be found, and he smirks, halting and turning to face the other. "I doubt she would care at all," He chides, sourly. The distance between mother and son is the reverse of the one Vaati holds with Potema; a connection that either his brother fails to have or simply does not want. Regardless, he takes the opportunity to snap back, shoving down what other feelings bombards his attention. Sizing up the other with evident success, he looks down upon his brother with a distaste that has no strong root but simply a feeling he cannot let go. Indifference, for a very good reason.