Patrick frowned at him cutely and he continued to run his fingers through George's hair. They had once been extremely physically affectionate and Patrick was just copying things he would have done in the past to show his love for his brother.
"Poor George. You really are sad aren't you. You've lost an idea of who your brother was. You've lost your delusions. The person you loved didn't really exist, you made him up. This is your real brother here. Why don't you tell me what you think about me?"