( not a problem. I actually have a feeling this could be entertaining.)<br/><br/>He sat the plate upon the empty surface of his desk, taking a bite or two before drawing away from it. He didn't enjoy eating anymore. He simply couldn't stomache it.<br/><br/>He began to pace before the door, rather like a tiger in a cage. He wanted to go down to his sister. He wanted to be there for her and to see if she was alright... he wanted her to comfort him, but he simply couldn't condone it. He couldn't grow close to her, and couldn't let her grow close to him. The deep black nothingness that he stood before would open and swallow him whole. He would be gone from her, and it was better that he keep the hurt of it from her... he'd even considered being cruel to her, physically harming her and bringing her to hate him.<br/><br/>He couldn't do those things, though. He couldn't stand the pain on her face or in her voice. She was the dearest thing to him, the most wondrous creation on this planet, and though she would go into nothing just like everything else, he couldn't make her existance painful.