“What are you doing?” Kira asked, picking up her chai and moving toward him.
The transparent barrier separating her room from the balcony swished out of the way, allowing her to step outside.
She peered past the plant Jin was using as a hiding spot to find Devon and Joule practicing their sword play.
“Gathering information,” Jin said grudgingly.
AKA spying.
Kira took a sip of her chai. “Is that where you were last night?”
He’d disappeared after they’d returned from the races and she hadn’t seen him since.
Jin’s answer was a grunt.
Kira settled against the balcony, watching the two below with interest.
“You’re wrong about Devon,” Jin suddenly burst out. “I’ve been studying him. I don’t see a resemblance. At all.”
“Ah,” Kira hummed.
So it was to be denial then.
Not entirely unexpected. Kira had gone through a similar phase herself. With Jin, it would likely be more pronounced. He had always been way more stubborn than her.
“We have nothing in common,” he argued, swinging his eye to face her.
“What are you basing this on?” Kira asked, curious.
“Looks.”
Kira’s eyebrows climbed as she fought to hold in her laughter. “You remember what you look like?”
“Not really, but I know it’s nothing like him.” Jin dipped in Devon’s direction.
“Anything else?”
“I’m also not nearly as annoying. Our mannerisms are nothing alike.”
“I agree with that last part,” Kira muttered into her chai.
“He’s an ass,” Jin said flatly.
Kira smiled. “I’d argue you can be one too on occasion.”
Jin sputtered as Kira poked him.
“Also, he hasn’t displayed any ass-like qualities since theuhva naon Ta Sa’Riel,” Kira pointed out.
“Only because you saved his life. I’m sure he’d still be an asshole otherwise.”
Perhaps, but Kira thought it was more from how close he’d come to being kidnapped by the Tsavitee. Something like that tended to change a person’s outlook.
Whatever the case, neither of them had spent enough time with Devon to make an accurate judgment on his personality one way or another.
“There’s no way he’s my brother.”
That had Kira looking over at him. “His eyes are the same as yours were.”
