Harmony curled himself in up against his brother, tangling their legs and pulling close until he was lined up against Tracer as much as he could be without being the same person. He held onto his brother like he was leaving and ducked his head down against Tracer's neck. "I hate August." he whimpered, no tears left to cry. He licked at Shroom's throat absently, just because it was there and he liked the taste of his brother's skin. "Love you though." he added.