"But going with them, you would be a burden," Ethan growled, his temper clearly flaring. "They won't have time to look after you there!" Reasoning with his stubborn sister was infuriating, and his patience had long since run out.
Hearing this, Melody stiffened. She hadn't thought that far; she had only wanted to be helpful. But what Ethan said made sense, and for the first time, she lowered her head and stopped struggling. Even Ethan was taken aback; he hadn't expected Melody to give in so easily, and to become this easy to reason with.
He pulled her back, holding her firmly until Dracon, Gavel, and their team had left the Hidden Base. Only when they were out of sight did he finally let her go.
Looking down, Ethan noticed her wrist was red from his grip. "Sorry… here, let me help you put some ointment on it," he said, a hint of guilt in his voice.
