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[ Immediately, he rolls his eyes in response to the jab, offering him the driest look in his arsenal. But there's no real offense taken, despite that spark he so clearly sees there, because he does the same damn thing to Stiles pretty frequently and with very little guilt. Push and pull, immovable object and unstoppable force. (Guilt only comes with sharp and biting words, that are meant to hurt, even when he doesn't think about what he says before he says it.) ]

I haven't even tried to sit and brood. That's been all Cora, tonight. [ Much as he loves his sister, he also loves to tease her. But it helps to distract from their proximity, which he does not facilitate by hooking his arm a little more securely around him. He also does not sway along with him, because that would be ridiculous. ]