"Thanks," Faelan answered, tensing already. This was why. This was why he didn't want to talk to anybody, and it had taken his brother all of three seconds to remind him. He really was in no mood to be lectured.
But what he had even less energy for was arguing, so he ignored the comment and ushered his brother into the room. "Have a seat. You want some tea? Somewhere there are crisps..." he said, looking around to see where he'd left his lunch.