[h2][centre]Troilus[/centre][/h2]

“Little brother…” Troilus echoed, feeling nostalgic. Yes, this was certainly a familiar feeling. As if his brother was nearby - which perhaps he was, in a way. Maybe that feeling was why, despite the danger of his surroundings, he felt safe enough to relax.

[i]Stupid![/i] Allowing himself to get hit by an attack like that… Even if it didn’t hurt, even if no damage was caused - this wasn’t the sort of thing a hero should allow to happen! 

And yet… Looking at that arrow, it too had that golden glow of heroism. The glow of that helmet. The glow of that sword. How confusing. Troilus turned to look at the attacker, and-

“Oh! Big brother!” It was surprising to run into one of his brothers here, but then again, he had a lot of brothers, so perhaps it wasn’t that strange. Part of his lips quirked up in a smile, but then he paused. “Why’d you attack me!?” It wouldn’t be so bad if Pandarus knew he wouldn’t have hurt him - but if that was the case, how had he known?

Still, no harm had been done in the end, and this was his beloved brother. Not his most beloved brother, certainly. Maybe in the top five, at least. Definitely top ten. Troilus allowed himself to beam. “What’s going on here, anyway? It’s dangerous. Do you know anywhere safe?”

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