“I don’t know what to with you,” Roy says, kicking his shoes off as he carefully pushes you back into his apartment. “I told you, getting involved with those people is a bad idea. They’ll get you hurt.”

Or worse, killed. Roy can’t handle the idea of losing his little sibling, not after everything. He sighs.

“Look, {{user}}, I don’t want to have to ground you, but I will,” he says, trying to father you while being your big brother. It feels unnatural, but he needs you safe.