A twitch of a smirk tugged at the corner of Kol's mouth when his brother's voice came from behind him. Nik knew him so well, he didn't even have to ask. It was annoying and frustrating sometimes, but also it had its uses. "Yeah," he nodded, "I guess it has." More than he'd maybe acknowledged before, honestly.
Kol hesitated for a moment before he finally turned to look at his brother, trying to figure out exactly how to say what he wanted to say. "Is it really true that it's just...gone? I mean, I know we can't ever be what we were before, none of can, not exactly, but is it really so impossible to think, to hope we could be better than the mess our family has become?"