love is a promise made of smoke - lynx

[Levi]

fuck mind readers
He adds mentally as his sister approaches, still cool and collected, but far more beautiful than he remembered. His own features remain a muted version of his inner storm, almost placid. But of course that is not enough to fool her - never had been.  

The tall stallion shrugs at her quip, he never could match her and he didn't expect anything had changed. And anyway, he is ready to step away from the topic of his current problem before she has a chance to extract something he would rather keep private. But already his mood is lightening.

"You're not who I was looking for, but I'll take it."

Levi steps forward, the flames along his crest and tail trailing behind him as he does, coming to halt where he can see this adult version of his twin plainly. His mismatched eyes of fire and ink float across her frame briefly, lingering just long enough to see that she is well before returning to meet her cool gaze. 

It's good to see you again, brother

He nods, she will know he feels the same way if she is still reaching her all-too-curious fingers into his mind. He had never been one for unnecessary words. His thoughts were untamed; he had fallen out of practice when it came to managing his mental life for others. He had no reason to curate his thoughts, the way he did his outward image, after she left. So he doesn't try, not yet, allowing his mind to take whichever path it pleased.

Where have you been, what brought you back, do you know that father is gone?

But finally the mass of the boil down to one line
"Are you coming home?"

Levi

so scream you, out from behind the bitter ache.