Who could ask you to be unbroken

Toxicity's gaze stayed distant and level as her brother spoke. She wasn't so fast to believe his words, wondering if Venom may have sent him. She regarded him carefully, "How... much of our family?" she asked, eyes narrowing. There were many relatives whom she did not consider family at all. She was not willing to buddy up to dogs or inbreeds or fallen members.

Plague said he had been so busy, he had neglected to connect with family. It was a sentiment Toxicity could relate to all too well and her eyes found themselves glued to her paws. "I- uh- don't know where to begin... or where to go." Toxicity finally brought her eyes to his, "I don't even know what relation I'd want with family. Have we ever even seen a normal family, Plague?"