Gabriel scrutinised Raphael for a moment before pulling him into a gentle hug. He stroked his little brother's back soothingly, being careful of the stitches. "Hot chocolate will be fine, I didn't cause the storm, and I forgive you, Raphael. You're my brother. There's nothing to thank me for."
He kissed Raphael's forehead. "You could, however, show your contrition by not hurting yourself and others. One more missing or even scratched limb and we'll tie you to the bed. Talking of which, have you thanked Michael?"
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Date: Friday, 29 October 2010 12:51 (UTC)He kissed Raphael's forehead. "You could, however, show your contrition by not hurting yourself and others. One more missing or even scratched limb and we'll tie you to the bed. Talking of which, have you thanked Michael?"