Percy ran a shaky hand through his hair and gave his brother a weak smile, "So, that's it?" he said, taking in a big breath and letting it out, "That wasn't nearly as hard as I thought it would be," he said and he put his hand over Bill's and gave a big squeeze.
"I think I'm good with the twins. It's the rest of the family who would probably just as soon spit on me as say hello," he said, his face falling slightly, "I mean, Mum is an angel. I hope I get to see her here," he said wistfully, and he let his eyes find Bill's, "You are loads tougher than that rotter, Bill. You could have kicked his ass easily I think."
Percy took another breath, feeling his head clearing more, "Well, I might be back, with more free time, than everyone might expect. I'm ready to just ditch the whole rot. It's rotten there Bill; the place stinks to high heaven."