"I don't need to yell at him. I already hit him for hitting you." And she was sure that it wasn't going to be the last time she was hitting him. "I smacked him upside the head how many times for being a huge jackass to you, so did Ma. Neither of you should have been hitting. You're older than that. And you aren't siblings either." Siblings could punch and hit each other their entire lives in her opinion. Dropping the washcloth on the couch once his face was free of the blood she lifted her hand so that her fingertips could gently pass over the bruising. "Big bunch of babies is what ya both are."