Brother Dearest

Vitus would blink just slightly when Archie came up to his little pool, and he instantly felt his anger dissipitate. It didn't take much to distract him, really, and seeing a brother he hadn't spent a great deal of time with certainly seemed to be one of them. With a small chuckle he shook his head just slightly at his brother's words. Of course he wasn't fishing, that was rather obvious. Though, he was...pretty sure his brother was joking. If not, he'd really have to work on what he thought sarcasm was. "N' fish" He said with a gentle smile, tilting his head just slightly before he fell solmn again, looking back into the pool of water. He wondered what Archie wanted to do with his life, whether he had seen their father, what he thought of all of this. But all those were too many words than he could handle right now. Vitus had been speaking a lot, and there was only so much pain in his throat that he could handle. He'd have to talk to Amalia, see if there was something he could eat to numb it every day, he doubted if it could be healed...whatever it was. So he'd look to his brother. "'re y'u well?" He asked in his raspy voice. "'n' ver'thin'?" He hoped maybe his question would get by, his throat scratching like sandpaper with each and every one of them.