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“Oh, I see.” There was a light chuckle. Cal could understand that; her own brothers had been similarly inclined towards her when she was a child, and she to them. It was just how brothers worked. “Messing with your siblings is an art unto itself.
She was silent for a moment. ”…Do you wax philosophical often?“
“Besides, sometimes it’s important to remind people not to get too full of themselves.” Not that Angus was really– confident, certainly, but not arrogant despite his knowledge and smarts. “It is! And as a sibling and an artist it is my duty to perform admirably.”
“No, never,” he answered automatically. “Well. I mean, I guess I taught something like philosophy once a long, long time ago, but it’s not something I make a habit of. Why?”
"True, very true. Remember the tortoise and the hare, after all; arrogance will lead you to your downfall." That earned a laugh.
Calliope only shrugged. "No reason. I guess...it just seems to suit you. Even if you don't often practice, it creeps into the gaps."























