"Yes, I imagine you have," he said blandly though he meant it. Marius had found something respectable to do, and Pollux would never begrudge him that. In fact it pleased him beyond words when he thought of it. His brother survived, and though they could never be brothers in any capacity other than name and distant memories he.. he wouldn't be thrown to the pits and left for dead.
That was something.
Pollux smiled faintly though it wasn't a very happy look. It never was. He didn't remember the last time he smiled. Just like he couldn't remember a time Irma didn't cry at night.
"We're settling well enough," he said. "You know how Cassi is," Pollux refrained from rolling his eyes. He adored his sister, cherished her, but she was more irritating than ever before and it grated on Pollux's nerves. "Things aren't quite.. the same without Irma and the children."