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She was instantly thrust back into the situation as Damien's pale eyes fixated on her, hard and cold as ice. He issued a command, something that was natural to the elder sibling since his birth, and which had grown to be second nature to him. Obviously, he didn't want his order to be denied, least of all by his own sister. 

But she couldn't be cowed this easily, especially by someone she watched grow up. I cannot do anything, She hissed, just as briskly as Damien had. The only way for him to sober up is for the drug to run its course through his body and prevent him from consuming anymore, She stepped back as Cicero moved forward towards their brother, but the way he embraced Damien was more of a lover than a sibling. She was unaware of any feelings Cicero had for Damien beyond their brotherly bonds, only attributing this behavior to the jimson weed and not his deeper conciousness. She blinked in surprise, but let it happen. Damien would shrug him off, wouldn't he?