Stone's Throw

[Charon Tethras]

"That's your theory," he grumbles. "Mother always said I belonged to a friend of hers who couldn't raise me."

[Andreas Amell]

"Charon, that doesn't-- Look, a deity named us as brothers. Not half-brothers, but brothers. So we have the same parents, right?"

[Charon Tethras]

"...I guess."

[Andreas Amell]

"And the only time my mother's been pregnant was when she had me and my twin." Andreas shrugs helplessly. "I don't know how else it could work out. But! But I guess it doesn't matter how really." Andreas swallows thickly. "Charon, you're my brother."

[Charon Tethras]

"What if magic was involved? Like, duplication magic?"

[Andreas Amell]

"Umm." Andreas squints a little as he tries to recall the arcana lessons he'd never really cared about. "I... maybe? I guess? Like... Bastion probably only cares about your soul, not your shell, despite our blood being the ritual link, so... if your soul was moved into a new shell then... maybe?"

[Charon Tethras]

"Not all that again," he waves off. "Like if someone managed to do blood magic to make a copy of you? And then gave that to my mother?"

[Andreas Amell]

"I don't think that would count as a brother," Andreas says doubtfully. "But I'm not a wizard so..." He shrugs.

[Charon Tethras]

Charon is quiet for a moment. "Well, anyway, this has been.... interesting."

[Andreas Amell]

"Interesting? Interesting?" Andreas protests. "Charon, you're my brother! I've no intention of just brushing that aside! You're Clan now, and I'd never turn my back on Clan. A bath and a meal aren't nearly enough."

[Charon Tethras]

Charon still looks wary. "So what, I went from being nothing but a curiosity to being important? What about my family? Are they important now too, Your Lightliness?"

[Andreas Amell]

"I'm not the Light," Andreas says automatically, then shrugs. "Sure? I mean, you mentioned a brother and one more, I think? Grandpa's adopted and fostered for less."

[Charon Tethras]

"Oh goodie. Another foster family." His tone is flat. 

[Andreas Amell]

Andreas winces at his misstep. "Sorry, no, I didn't mean that you would be like a foster. Though Grandpa treats his fosters like blood family anyway."

[Charon Tethras]

"Are your parents in the market for more kids?" challenges Charon. "Or will we be three more mouths to feed, three more burdens. Or worse: three more hands to get work done that nobody else wants to do. I've shoveled a lot of stables and picked a lot of cranberries." He gives an involuntary shudder.