Shawn's brow creased "Father says just because I'm a mistake, not meant to exist doesn't mean that I can't make some use of myself. Finish school, get a job, take care of him... That's what I'm meant to do." He told him when he said that he was brave for going to school. He went because he had too. This look came over his face very quickly when he was questioned on pranks, just gazing at him as he kept talking, trying to figure out if he was joking that he didn't know what pranks were. Nearly missing everything else that he was saying because his mind was a haze of minor little pranks that he could pull on the older boy to "teach" him.<br/><br/>Shawn scrambled to his feet when Sepiroth was getting up to lead him to the kitchen and he took a slow look around before he took a few steps forward to start cleaning up the bottles, he collected them all and had them all organized on one counter before he was going though cupboards and the pantry as he sought out a blue or garbage bag to put them in. He had it all cleaned up and hot water turned on for the dirty dishes in the sink before he realized what he was doing.<br/><br/>Shawn slowly turned to blink up at Sepiroth, and turned two shades of red as he began to nervously twist his fingers "I'm sorry, I... Training is a little hard to break." He told him with a sheepish grin. "I sort of do it without thinking now." He told him as he went to wear the teddy was sitting and he scooped it up to hug tightly. "What... What were you going to cook?" He asked him, finally letting his mind drift back to previous things what were said.<br/><br/>"Um, about before, if I even got lucky enough to like, get into a college or university, father would never pay for it. There's only enough in savings for one of us. So, Leo will get too and I'll take care of dad." He told him, giving a small shrug of his shoulders. "And, um I wasn't really expecting the sofa, but I didn't expect my own room... Actually, I'm surprised I even kinda have my own with the way my father is." He told him, cheek resting on the bears head as he watched Sepi.<br/><br/>"Are... Are you r-r-r-really gon-gonna m-m-make me u-use a g-gu-gun?" He asked, stuttering horrible as his stomach clenched painfully in nerves and nausea. He was choosing not to touch the topic of so called self medication, and deciding not to explain about pranks, at least not right then.