I dreamt they dropped a bomb

Obviously he wasn't saying the words that Soliloquy wanted to hear, the boy wanted some magic potion cure, but he really wasn't going to get it. Isolde was pregnant and unless he rid himself of their lives now or when they were born, he was going to have to accept the duty of being a father. He could tell he wasn't really selling the idea to his free spirited brother, he was not ready to settle down and take this role. Though how well he would do was still up for debate, Scorpion would just sit back and watch, helping if he had to.

Soliloquy would find that the answers he wanted were not coming and the subject would soon be changed, redirecting to his injury. Scorpion could barely look at the terrible wound, and he'd wonder if he'd even be keeping the paw that had been struck. It was still rather swollen, and pussy and he was not amused. "It's.. a snake bite." He'd comment, not so positive sounding. He'd list his paw to more accurately show his brother, keeping his eyes averted as he did so.