"Later." He said to their mother, giving her a polite nod from the table, fork in hand, drink in the other, and as she walked out the door his attentionts roamed back over towards his sister.. the girl who wanted nothing to do with him. Raising the fork to his mouth he looked back down at the table, taking it all in stride, simply accepting the fact that she was going to be distant for the moment and finished his meal accordingly, casting his napkin aside after use and finishing the beverage placed in front of him.<br/><br/>"I'm gonna step outside for a second.." Time for a cigarette, and a bit of time to figure out how to get her to finally speak to him, they were twins after all, and wasn't a bond between twins supposed to be one of the indeniably strongest? Rising from the table, he flattened out a couple wrinlkes in his attire and shoved a hand into his pocket as he walked towards the back door, fishing out a marlboro light 100 and procuring a zippo from it's depths. A simple flip and click and flame was brought to his cancer stick, a large inhale soon to follow as he closed the back door behind him, posting up in a lean against the wall with a hefty sigh, like a huge weight sat upon his shoulders that just refused to budge.