You may not understand, but I am rarely in danger because of my brother. He takes every hit for me, on his own, putting himself in danger and I remain with nary a scar.

( it's always been like that, her brother blocking weapons and fists, even beams of light that comes from casters alike. he'd get so beat up, covered in blood, and breathe heavily as he tries to catch his breath and there pollux stands like some goddess who is meant to support without getting harmed.

truth be told, she wouldn't mind being hurt, feeling pain with her brother if it means she miscalculated an enemy. if castor's hurt, then pollux will get hurt for him, it's perfect for how they are as well as how they live— he shouldn't be the only one going out of his way as though it's okay for him to suffer and not her.

at the end of it all, her heart is what hurts aside from her body and core. )

Watching someone that you care for get hurt and being unable to stop them is an experience, but... I won't ask for you to cripple his fighting style.

( castor's only saving grace as she looks to natsuno. )

You should think about yourself too, Master. ( her words are lighter now as she thinks about it, frowning slightly, but she knows better than to be visible in her twin's eyes. )

What happened to you?