He turns his head a little more to look at Leo, regret flashing in his eyes.
"Wish we could do more, I do. But..." he stops midsentence, not breaking a stride in his stroll, and brings a hand out of his pocket, passing a folded sheet of paper back to whichever brother grabs it first.
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He turns his head a little more to look at Leo, regret flashing in his eyes.
"Wish we could do more, I do. But..." he stops midsentence, not breaking a stride in his stroll, and brings a hand out of his pocket, passing a folded sheet of paper back to whichever brother grabs it first.