The way she seemed to react to him was odd, or at least not how he expected it to be. To be truthful, up until this point, Auden had hated even the thought of her. What more can a son feel more his father when he jeopardizes his family? What kind of man would look elsewhere for sexual pleasure when his wife was lying in bed, sick from cancer? Auden knew the answer to that, although he'd never want to speak of it. But, what also puzzled him, was this... When it really comes down to it, can you hate family? Can you hate what you are, what you come from, and what shapes you? He'd yet to find an answer. Auden found it awkward that he was following her into her house shortly after he'd just arrived, but he had only because he was invited inside -- he hadn't planned on staying. Did he really plan on going in so soon, to say in the least? Surely, he couldn't hurt<del>the girl's</del>his sister's feelings by denying her invitation... Eventually, Auden sat. "No. Nothing to eat." His voice is cruel in comparison to hers, a bolt of lightning on a warm, summer day. The shock of her was beginning to dissipate, and all he felt was regret. To be truthful, Auden felt blind in his surroundings, blind in everything that puzzled him now, because it was all truth that had never been revealed. You can't fight what life had planned out for you... you can kick, you can scream, but when it comes to the end, it's all revealed. The only way to be sure of oneself is to<em>act</em>as if one is sure of themselves. Doesn't the mind believe what the body does?<br/><br/>Dreaming. Was he dreaming? Whether he believed the answer to be yes or no, it didn't matter, because Auden was fully conscious for this twisted, horrid secret that had been revealed to him such a short time ago. Somewhat distracted in his bitter thoughts, the young man curls his thin digits around the smooth granite of her kitchen counter, trying to steady himself. "I don't have long to stay." It was simple, in his mind, for this was all he'd come for. To see her, and be gone... what more did she expect?