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[Kian panting] Kian: Wait, what on earth are you doing?! Wyatt: Taking a short cut-.. are you scared of heights now? Kian: No, but I have a modicum of self-preservation… Wyatt: There’s a path over there. Kian: Right. Wyatt: I’ll meet you at the top. [Kian narrowed his eyes; he wasn’t keen on being shown up, especially by Wyatt-.. then again, he wasn’t keen on breaking his neck either] … Kian: What was Brynn’s maiden name? Wyatt: Why? Kian: I looked her up, but I couldn’t find anything. Wyatt: I can’t believe how dense you are sometimes. Kian: Excuse me? Wyatt: She’s not a model. Wyatt: How do you not recognise her? You sold her. [Wyatt frowned somewhat, watching Kian as the penny finally dropped] Kian: Erm, we-.. and I don’t remember them all, god. [Wyatt’s frown deepened as Kian laughed and shook his head in disbelief] Kian: Go on then, how much did you pay to make her stay? Wyatt: I don’t make her do anything, and I certainly didn’t pay her. Kian: So, she’s with you because-.. what? [Wyatt shrugged, resisting the itch to explain his and Brynn’s relationship-.. at least in some capacity] Kian: [snorts] Well.. whatever you did, I’m sure father would be proud. [Wyatt felt sick-.. sick of the sight of his brother and the mere mention of his father being proud of anything he’d done in the past. He wondered if anyone would notice Kian’s pathetic body being launched off the side of the rockface, but he probably wasn’t even worth the effort]
