"Whoa. Back up. Hospital? Nice of you to keep us all in the loop." Gawain sounds more than just a little hurt, still glaring at Mordred.
They were family (even though they drove each other positively mad at times). So why didn't he know of this before? It's not like he was uncontactable, thanks to these modern electronic devices.
Gareth does not release his grip on his brother's arm. "The two of you are acting like idiots," he says, shaking his head. "We shouldn't keep avoiding one another, like some sort of plague."
"Just a simple hello, that's all," his brother mutters. "Can't even do that without fighting."
Gareth turns his gaze to Gaheris. "You alright?" he says gently, in that same language.