Camden snorted as Jimmy wiggled those magic fingers of him- heh, magic fingers, get it?- like he should be ooh-ing and ah-ing in appreciation. "Yeah, well, they conveniently forgot to ask any of us how we felt about it. Oh, and then there was the bit about letting us think that there was something wrong with us, that were were alone in all this, for the majority of our lives while they sat back and took fucking notes on it. Gracious of them."
He frowned down at his glass, watching it flicker in and out of sight as his emotions and inebriation got the better of his abilities. "Their marriage was a joke. So was their family." Cam let himself ease back in his chair. "Whatever. It doesn't matter. Don't know what I'm blathering to you for."