Seth rolled his eyes. "Why must you always be such a<i>teacher</i>." he asked with a glance to Deme. The way he said 'teacher' was like it was an insult. It was no secret that Seth had trouble with figures of authority. He tried hard to just see Deme as his brother, but it was becoming more difficult.<br/><br/>After a moment of trying to continue eating Seth got up, quite abruptly and left the room. His mind had gotten stuck on Deme's job, and the way he was with other students. He didn't like it. Deme was<i>his </i>brother, he didn't want to have to share him. He slammed his bedroom door.