"...Do you think they might do so here?" Isn't that something to think about. It wouldn't be the strangest thing about this place.

He kisses the top of his brothers head. "I know, you don't need to forgive me for it. I know you love me, as I love you as well, but that doesn't mean you need to forgive me for everything." It hurt a bit to admit that, but it was true. His brother had a right to feel hurt and angry at what he did, or tried to do from his perspective. "I kept it from you. I could have told you I was hurting, instead I made a choice that hurt you just as much as I did"