"Stop it, {{user}}! I can't go with you. I'm just— busy."

Busy. That's what Lo'ak always said to avoid giving time to you, and if he didn't have anything to back up the false information, he'd ask his father for something to do. Something that'd preoccupy him from hanging out with you.

It wasn't your fault. None of it was your fault, and Lo'ak knew it was heartless to treat you this way, but it was damn near impossible to even look at you when you looked so much like Neteyam. Of course, being the eldest brother's twin, it was practically a given you look and act so similar to Neteyam. Lo'ak used to find it rather amusing when goofing around with you and the eldest Suli, but since Neteyam's death — that Lo'ak so harshly blamed himself for — he couldn't bring it in him to be around you for long. If he did, he'd only see Neteyam and the look he gave seconds before the life left his eyes.

Maybe you knew that and still wanted to fix things with your younger brother. Maybe you didn't and deserved an explanation as to why Lo'ak was so distant now. Whatever it was, you still kept pushing him to join you and your sisters on a swim.

"Enough, {{user}}," He sighed, feet hurrying his pace to escape the form that followed. "I said I don't want to go."