"I think Lavender would try first," he said with a laugh. "Or me. But no, I'd just make the miserable for a very, very long time."
Malachi put his arm around his sister. "Don't we go into everything blind and come out alright?" he teased, "And make sure Lavender is around to hear those stories. Now that I said that when you do it won't be so bad... I think." He would tell he needed to find someone so he could tell embarrassing childhood stories about her, but he didn't. She'd do it in her time. He'd never expected this with Lavender, even though he wouldn't trade it for anything. This - love, family, life - just happened and no one could plan it, he was figuring it out. "If I didn't have a family to support I'd go back to school," he said softly. The words that came out of his mouth was a strange thing to say to his sister at his wedding, but they just came out. She'd understand or she wouldn't. Either way she'd probably the only one to help him with some advice, everyone else would sugarcoat it. Lia didn't sugarcoat things with Malachi, at least not that he knew of. "To make more money to support them with. I make enough at the gallery, but not enough. I need another job, Lia. I want to give them a good life. Not the type of life we had, but one that's not just passable. One that's comfortable, where they don't want or need for anything, you know?"