Tuck looked back and forth between them, still fighting despite the fact that he had said it didn't matter who started it. He wasn't thrilled that Scarlet was drinking while medicated, but the man was an adult. It was his choice. While he could advise that Will shouldn't, Tuck had done the very same thing before so he couldn't get angry that Scarlet had too.
"It sounds to me," he said quietly, "that you both did and said some pretty dickish things to each other. To your brother. So stop trying to blame it on each other. You both participated and I am not taking sides." Though he did shoot Stutely a stern look, "don't talk about Luna. That's a low fucking blow, Stutely." His expression said he expected better of the man. The poor woman was trapped in an abusive relationship, she didn't deserve to be used as a pawn in an argument between two men who were supposed to love each other. "How's your eye, sweetheart?"