"Well that would be too easy now, wouldn't it?" It was really a curious thing, the relationship between August and Trent. He had met other twins before and they were so close they were practically attached to the hip. The thought of trailing behind Trent, of dressing in the same clothes and having similar mannerisms made him shudder. It may have been fun when they were younger to fool people into thinking that they were one another, but the last thing that he wanted to do was imitate his brother. Maybe it would be worth it. Venus seems to like him so much. August smiled, more at his ridiculous thought than anything else. Despite his feelings, he couldn't deny that he felt a void there sometimes. He had often laughed in the faces of people who said that twins were two-halves of a whole, but there were times he felt the emptiness that he supposed was meant to be filled with Trent's presence. Instead of seeking his brother, however, August had filled with his other siblings -- specifically Farren.
His smile tightened slightly. It could have easily been interpreted as a wry smile in response to Venus's teasing, but for August, it was more of a grimace. He didn't like thinking that Trent cared the same way he did about the pack. Things were easier when he could believe that he was selfish and that pack matters were far from the top on his list of concerns. Maybe it was just the recent tragedy that had caused Trent to feel this way... "Regular bleeding hearts us Summers boys are. Too bad there aren't more of us." August let his chuckle slowly fade as he paused for a moment to study the silverware next to his hand. He fiddled with the cheap napkin as he spoke again. "He making sure to take good care of you?" Sure, it was just a question, asked from one friend to another about their relationship. Certainly not the only way that August could probe into how the two of them were getting along.