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Aw, thanks! <3

Levi listened to his brother's words, ears flicking forward at the curse. He didn't say anything though; who was he to judge someone by their words? Actions were more concrete, easier to understand, and Charon seemed unsure of his own word choice. Levi smiled softly, encouraging him to go on despite that little setback. Levi could understand his need to get away, to protect something, given his frustration.

"Want company?" Levi asked softly, falling into step beside his brother. He'd follow him anywhere, do anything for him, and right now it seemed Charon needed some company while he manned the borders. "Don't worry 'bout Gunnar too much, 'kay? He's hurting too. He'll be back one day." Levi wasn't sure if Gunnar would be back for good, but he couldn't stay away from his family, his pack. Wherever he went, that wasn't his pack. Family and blood trumped any other bonds.