Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
Brandon didn't know why he hadn't noticed the tension before he got closer, but now that he was there, it was practically palpable. He frowned. The end of the world was tough enough without his sisters at each other's throats (without being at each other's throats) all the damn time. Of course, both of them went the denial route, claiming that he hadn't missed much of anything, and he just nodded once, letting them think he was fooled.
He was sure Leah would see through it, even if Kori didn't.
He hugged Kori back, keeping that happy calm face on and released her, leaning down to kiss Leah on the forehead in greeting. No, they weren't exactly a Super Happy and Functional Family anymore, but that didn't mean that she still didn't mean the world to him.
"Good," was all he said before he took a seat at Leah's command. He stared at the table, hiding an internal cringe at the Spam that sat there. Brandon's distaste for the stuff wasn't a secret, but nowadays beggars couldn't really be choosers, right? That didn't mean that he was going to subject his internal organs to the eternal preservation that went with ingesting even a bite of spam, however. The thought made him sick.
He noticed an empty seat on the other side of the table and looked around. "Anyone know where Lilah is?" he asked, dutifully ignoring the Spam and instead filling his plate with the vegetables and other things.