Joint post | Balfour showing off Amery

[blueeyedflyboy]

_{[It sure didn’t take long after Amery’s first post for the feed to come on again, this time showing a beaming face. Well, actually two faces, but Balfour was beaming, his arms wrapped around Amery’s shoulders from behind as he showed him the broadcasting device. He held it in one hand and grinned out to the public.]}

Hey everyone! I know I’ve mentioned him before, but this is my brother, Amery! Say hi!

_{[He nudges Amery, intent on his brother making a good impression among his new friends.]}

Hello.

[Amery doesn’t look nearly as happy about this as his brother does, but he’s dealing with it. If only because it’s Balfour.]

It seems my brother has been sharing stories about me in my absence.

Of course I have! You’re my brother!

_{[So obviously, Balfour would be telling tales. He adored and looked up to Amery, after all.]}

Anyway, I just wanted everyone to know who he was. Please treat him kindly!

_{[And that goes for you too, Amery.]}

Balfour, though I appreciate the gesture, I do believe I’ll be capable of dealing with people whether or not they decide to treat me kindly.

_{[Balfour sighs, looking at the man he’s draped over for a moment.]}

Amery--

_{[But whatever else he was going to say is lost. He kills the feed just as he begins that sentence. Privacy was a valued thing for Amery, after all. Balfour knew this.]}

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[amery]

[There it was again. Now. How did he express his feelings on this matter without hurting Balfour's feelings. He wasn't really very good at this.]

I'm glad that you view me as a good example to be like. [But, there was a but coming.] However, it's also important for you to be the sort of man you want to be. You would have grown up well even without an example to follow.

[blueeyedflyboy]

No I wouldn't...

_{[He smiles placidly at Amery. He knew that his brother was wrong, but it's nice to hear that kind of encouragement, anyway.]}

I had no idea how to do things. You've always shown me the way, so of course I tried to be like you. And our parents...well, they...

_{[No, not that. Careful how you say that, Balfour.]}

They missed you terribly, and they expected me to follow in your footsteps. It was easiest and the best for everyone involved.

_{[Except for Balfour.]}

[amery]

Yes, you would have.

[No, he wasn't wrong. At least, he didn't feel like he was. Balfour would have grown up into a respectable man whether or not he followed Amery's example.]

What do you think I did when I didn't know how to do things? I learned. You would have learned on your own too.

[Oh. That...that wasn't right. But it explained a lot, though it didn't please him to hear it.]

They should never have expected that of you. You are not me, and you never should be.

[blueeyedflyboy]

<sub>{What was a second son for if not to be a replacement? Balfour sighs and shakes his head. Clearly Amery doesn't understand--why would he? He was the perfect firstborn son, everything that his parents had ever wanted in offspring and more. Amery would never, ever, have to deal with being second best at anything.

Instead of saying any of that, he just shrugged. What else could he say? Things were as they were.

Oh--]</sub>

Oh, and they married Carina off. I guess they didn't want to spend much more money on a nurse for her.

_{[Married at fourteen and as sickly as ever. Balfour didn't have the heart to tell Amery about the miscarriage, about what the medics had told her after that.]}