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She listened to it all, not wanting to interrupt her brother while he was on a roll.  Talking about his emotions - his true feelings - had been something of a rarity as far as Banner could remember.  He'd been more content to roll with anything and allow his over-confidence and larger-than-life ego rule his decisions.  It made him uniquely Stark and she loved him all the same, but he'd matured beyond their younger days since moving to the Keep.  And now.. now he clearly struggled with doing the right thing versus doing what he wanted to do.  If he even knew what he wanted to do.

Drawing back from his shoulder, Banner looked him straight in the eye.  Her short stature meant her neck had to crane up a bit due to their close proximity, but it didn't do much to lessen the fierce look in her eye.  "You will do what you need to do," she said firmly.  Her features softened then, her tail wagging back and forth a couple of times in a vain effort to lighten her next words.  "And I will follow."  Her words were bold and deliberate with no trace of question to be found.  He'd more than earned his leadership rank and Banner held all her faith in him.

As should Octavia, she thought wryly.

"Why doesn't she trust you?" she asked, her low voice adopting a heated tone.  What the hell could he have possibly done to warrant any of this?