"No, Stephen, you're NOT!" Matthew bellowed out, as if a dam had suddenly burst inside him. Perhaps one had, in fact, because this outburst was accompanied by the tears flowing freely now down his face. "I mean-- Stephen, you're not my ENEMY! You never have been, in fact! And... nor has my SISTER!" He left the subject of Benjamin alone, just yet; that was still a wound too raw to pick at-- as if the question of his sister being an enemy wasn't! But then again, STEPHEN had brought that up...! Yes, it was Stephen's fault that he was in tears, imagining his sister as an enemy...
He threw one of his balled fists out in a sharp left jab at Stephen's jaw. "HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK SUCH A THING!?"