"Nothing wrong with a little disobedience," Brandon said casually. He was pretty disobedient as a kid, too, though Leah saw most of the brunt of his disobedience. Sometimes he wondered if his sister thought of how he used to be. "Sounds just like Kori," he pointed out at Bea's description of Vienna. "It's hard to imagine her as manipulative when you look at her now, I'm sure, but she definitely was. She was so much like Marigold is now," he added with a little smile. When Bea mimicked the thought he always used to have about his teachers and adults that weren't his sisters, Brandon held his drink out for a mock-toast. "To not giving a fuck."
A little strange was an interesting way of putting it. Brandon nodded his agreement. "It was weird. When I brought her back from the raid, she wouldn't shut up. Most of the time, people are trying to let you let them sleep or something, but her... she wouldn't be quiet." Brave kid. Must've run in that family. Brandon scoffed a laugh and shook his head. "Fuck that. Rae can be his Robin or some shit. Since there were like seven million theories that Batman and Robin were fucking."
He smiled shyly—an unusual expression from him. "Thanks," he told her honestly. "Means a lot. Really."
"Fuck, he was probably the second best looking in the whole precinct. Third, if I'm feeling generous toward Regan," he added as a sidenote with a wry smirk. Brandon was secure enough in his sexuality to admit when a guy was good looking, so he wondered how she'd react to that. He smirked and laughed when she told him that he wore the look well. "Good to know that I wear the bum look well," he joked, but his grin was definitely a little bit bigger, a little bit more pleased that she liked the way he looked. That was saying something, because it was usually good enough in his mind to assume. "For the record, you'd probably pull it off good, too. You could wear just about anything pretty damn good."
Brandon laughed aloud. "Fuck skinny jeans," he seethed. "And hey, I've worn pink before. Nothing wrong with wearing pink. Got this ratty pink t-shirt that I like to wear sometimes. But hipster pants is where I draw the fucking line," he said adamantly. "Chicks look hot in hipster pants but dudes look like they've been junk-squished and just plain uncomfortable."
Black leather jackets? "Nothing's wrong with black leather jackets," he pointed out. "They just don't look as good as the brown ones on me. I wore a black one for awhile, but it just didn't look as good as the brown ones do. Simple as that." He shrugged. "I haven't been able to find a good brown leather one in a long ass time, though, so it doesn't really matter."