Re: The Stones (and maybe any guests they bring along?)
"Kay," Brandon mumbled.
He really should have known that the fact that they were so determined for him not to go had less to do with not wanting him to go and more to do with not wanting him to leave the two of them alone together. However, of the Stone siblings, he was the least outright perceptive, so he was blissfully oblivious. Or maybe not so blissful as he carved off a piece of the slimy rectangular meat and forced himself not to flinch while he ate it.
So long as no one asked him how it tasted, he was okay.
"Attaboy and a pat on the shoulder? What am I, a dog?" he asked, his tone light and a smirk on his face so his sisters would know he was kidding. He was barely able to bite back a comment about how killing his insides was not worthy of a toast, but he did, and just trucked on like he always did.
The expression on Kori's face when she mentioned teaching Lilah to knit made him arch an eyebrow. "You all right, Squirt?" he asked her. "You look like a goose just walked over your grave or something."