Rabastan felt like he was being torn in half. He looked between his brother (who he was finally, finally getting close to) and his best friend, the one person in the whole world he could always count on. How the Hell had this happened?
"G-get off h-him Rodolphus." He threw the glass away in disgust. "A-Amycus, g-get out of h-here. G-go back to y-your room." I'll meet you there lay unspoken but plain in Rabastans eyes. "I d-don't give a s-s-shit what you w-were fighting a-about, b-but it ends n-now." He couldn't control the infernal stutter, or the way his hands shook, but his eyes were steel and his face was hard. This ended, now.