[Don rests his elbows on the kitchen table, hunching over his second cup of tea. He can sense that his brother has been impatient to talk about something he didn't want the house's resident human to hear.]
< What's going on? You looked like you wanted to chase him out of here with a katana. >
[Voice;Same filter]
< What's going on? You looked like you wanted to chase him out of here with a katana. >