"I never got to ask, how the match went" he said.
I groaned at the reminder of that match, of earlier today, of everything that came with it. It had been nice to push aside my worries and just silently care of my brother, focusing instead on his problems.
"Not well I'm guessing?"
I sighed. "Not exactly"
I finished bandaging him up and then joined him in his bed more comfortably. I related the entire events of today to him, including my conversation with Louis, sans the dead Luna part. I wasn't willing to involve him in the whole business of the Luna's death, something I'd long since given up trying to solve. After all, Louis was no longer my business. When I was done, I paused and let him make of it what he would.
"So now you're half worried that you shouldn't be trusting
