"They're making me sick now," Leopold said in a low voice that only Raven could hear. "I think I just threw up a little in my mouth. I never thought I'd say that about my brother."
"Then don't look," Raven said, smacking him. "They won't get to see each other again in who knows how long."
"Which of course begs the question of why they're starting this." Leopold said.
"Sometimes you just can't help who you fall for," Raven answered. "It could be a baroness who you won't get to see very often, or it could be a cynical, unromantic dweeb who kills people for money."
"I kill people for money," Leopold commented.
"I know," Raven said.
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean?" Leopold asked, pretending to be hurt.
"I just put out a hypothetical situation," Raven said. "Draw your own conclusions if you want to."
"I don't think I will," Leopold finally decided. "Thinking too much about hypotheticals can get you in trouble."