C: "Thirty three. Makes everything better, doesn't it?" he rolled his eyes a little, "You didn't MAKE me feel the way that you feel. You did it to spite me and what I did had absolutely no malicious intent behind it. I need money and I didn't ask you to be there; I'm not going to do anything and no one is going to fucking do anything to me without my permission. I'm fucking 19 years old, okay? /You're not my dad/." Cecil gave him a dirty look before straightening himself up and turning on his heel, "I'm going back to my room."
J: "I was upset, and jealous, and I wanted to make you upset and jealous," Jake said slowly, biting his lower lip as he stared at the other male. "They're all a hell of a lot bigger than you are, Cecil, if they wanted to do something, they could! And I needed to make sure they didn't." He stopped short, eyes narrowing. "Oh, so you wanted them to grab at you then, huh? Since no one would do anything to you without your permission." A glare settled on his face as he hissed a, "fine," before stalking off, brushing past the blonde as he took larger steps towards the castle, brushing by the boy.