Rodolphus' eyes narrowed as they roamed over his brother. He hated that stutter. He didn't know where it came from. How could Rabastan expect to maintain any sort of relationship with him if he couldn't even talk let alone stand up for himself. "What are you talking about?" He adopted an expression that told his brother he was crazy and tipped his head towards the kitchen. Let Amycus return, let him walk through the door, let him regret opening his mouth in the first place. "I don't care about...that. They can do whatever they want together. It certainly doesn't matter to me." A statement that was a far cry different from what he'd planned on telling Rabastan that weekend.
"I meant you dragged him here to hang out with you and he's not even here. He left. Gone. Now you're alone here with me. Is it frightening?" He could only assume he'd brought Amycus along because he was stupidly scared about something.