Northstar Vale An Ugly Heart Makes For a Pretty Face

The familiar voice of Tousaint chimed in behind him, causing Ches to roll his eyes. He had this. He didn't need him here. 

Somehow, his anger at the trespasser had been replaced with annoyance for his mother's other favorite. Not even her own son. It was disgusting. 

"No, it won't." he added, working to hide his emotion. "I can take you to her, if that is really what you want." 

That's right. He could. He was fully capable of handling this situation alone.