Pfft. How am I being defensive? ( he reaches over the counter and picks up the bottle of bourbon and pours himself another drink, helping himself to it. one drink and then another before he turns to look at his brother, giving him that 'i don't like where this conversation is going' face. ) What are you thinking? That I've spiraled out of control in deer town? Done the unforgivable? ( that's pretty much his specialty. or ooh. wait for it: ) Teamed up with Katherine? ( he raises his eyebrows a little, smirking. )

Oh, come on. We're a team, aren't we? Bros before... ( he picks up the pretzel that forms part of the k in k-a-t, popping it into his mouth. )