Well. That didn’t feel good. Xeno grit his teeth and the event alarmed Theon so much that he flung the dagger in his hands in Clotho’s direction. He had excellent aim. So he either aimed excellently somewhere at Clotho, or he just played a new game of darts. He didn’t even mean to cause the trouble, he just jumped at the fact that his brother was just attacked by that skinny, pretty little bitch. There was such force in the movement, such hate for the cunt stabbing his brother.
Xeno remained quiet, but the blinking in his eyes proved obvious pain, his breath actually slowed to stop him from yelling or even slightly cursing.
There was silence, uncertain thoughts and Arsen snapped his head towards Theon.
“You fucken idiot!” He whispered. “She could kill us with one snap of the scissors and you aim at their sister?” Theon shrugged up his sisters and looked to see what damage they might have done.
"Well you sure are the soul sisters." Xeno mananged to say to cut the silence.