your voice cracks like a piano

Clouse had a wealth of options lying before him, and his lengthy journey from the Bay to where he'd agreed to meet back up with his cousins had given him plenty of time to consider them all. By the time he found their scents, he'd made up his mind, and he felt rather resolute about it. A breath of fresh air for the boy, whose worries usually kept him mired in indecision.

Scully was the first for him to find, on his own chewing on a fresh kill. He'd rather hoped he'd run into Avella first, but Clouse knew now would be as good a time as any to burst the man's bubble. Regardless of when, he knew his cousin wouldn't be happy with the news that the younger Archer had for him, so he might as well suck it up and get this over with.

"Hey Scull?" he asked, voice already tentative in timber.

"I... talked to sis."