She had a point. Ace usually did. But it was his own reaction that surprised him, not hers. Over the summer, her feelings about Apollo and Lily had been quite plain. Christian was pretty sure he had, too. Especially after Apollo started to move out. Now, they didn't really seem like brothers anymore except in that they looked so absurdly alike. Most, he knew, couldn't have told the pair of them apart unless one spoke more distinctively than usual, or they knew the boys particularly well.
But still. They weren't particularly similar anymore.
That didn't mean he wanted to hurt Apollo, though. Or Lily.
"Well," he began, pausing to figure out how he felt about it. "I don't know." Christian lifted a hand to his hair, pretending to scratch at the back of his head. Really, he just ran his first three fingers back and forth in a nervous twitch he didn't consciously realize he had. "Let's say Mum does as we both know she'll want to. She rejects Lily, Apollo blows up, and then poof. One or both of them are gone. And then what? Since when is Apollo the type to stop once he's offended?"
Christian shrugged, looking down at the letter again. "It could be really, really bad," he concluded, his gaze reaching for hers and settling there quite seriously. "I'm just not sure who it's the worst for, in the end."