Cocking his rifle again out of simple habit, he knew how much of betrayal it been that their own brother Trevor had sided with the leader, even going so far as to sell out their Father after he had been critical about the administration before all dissent was crushed. There father a wise and just man, had once been a police chief of the local department, but retired out of pure shame, as he witnessed his country being destroyed. The ideals snatched from it, and the very nature of it crushed too, replaced with complete autonomy. The very antithesis of the America once sold as a product to the starving minds and desperate immigrant.<br/><br/>Sighing he relented, "I don't like seeing you almost die, and he doesn't seem sure whether he will stay, he's a journalist you know, he could make millions off this whole story. We simply would become mere footnotes to the big story, how the nation really is." Humiliating and degrading didn't begin to describe it.<br/><br/>He would then add, "You have no idea how it feels to have your twin taken from you and destroyed, it's like your half your soul being ripped out!" maybe he had said this in the past, but he felt it had to be reiterated.