Nat looked down at his twin and lifted a perfectly arched eyebrow down at the girl. “Like hell you are! I am handsome, rugged, and gay girls cant resists this!” He exclaimed with a roguish smirk and a wiggle of his eyebrow at the small red head in his arm. Spotting the car he slowed but didn’t put his twin down despite her statement. “Of course I know Copycat but don’t mean a damned thing to me.” He answered playfully but his eyes were slightly dark from the images of his sweet little sister covered in blood.<br/><br/>Tightening his trim arms he pulled Rebecca closer to his broad chest just the slightest bit before the made it to the car. Rocking the tiny body in his arms dramatically tossed his head to the side like some bad soap opera character. “Alas we must part! Parting is such sweet sorrow…and some other shit I don’t remember…” He tried to recite Shakespeare before giving up and setting the other on her feet. “All right, into<em>Morgiana</em>." His voice dropped an octave as he said his cars name, rubbing the hood of his beloved back mustang GT, he had the staff tow his baby here so they would just have to come get Rebecca’s car tomorrow.<br/>