After the lack of input from Sorrel, Félicien would soon go on to simply thinking out loud, his words certainly suggesting that he had in fact already made up his mind on the matter. He didn't think he'd be any good at the healing but hunting he could do and fighting he wouldn't mind getting better at as well. The latter Sorrel certainly had no desire in working at whereas hunting he preferred more as a solo activity than the group hunts with others in the pack.
That was another difference between the boys. Sorrel gave short, simple answers when he spoke whereas Félicien had a lot more to say it seemed, mind trailing off now to comment upon their age. What was being two supposed to feel like anyway? Where there guidelines you were supposed to follow each year of your life, the quieter of the twins had probably failed in those goals to be honest, Féli being the more well-rounded of the pair when it came to life.
Sorrel had little to say upon either of the topics, his brother's choice and the problems with not feeling his age. The Destruction-Gringoire boy couldn't reply quick enough however as his twin questioned about the possibility of him being the Drama one day. "No." That had been their mother's position. He may have aspired to be like her but he'd draw the line there, he wanted to learn to heal not teach it to others.
