To be honest, he didn’t care who hated him, found him annoying or whatever. He plainly hated being insulted even more. And that was what had started it all, to be honest. His family had learned that fast, to be honest. No one spoke of it, while Jubilee still loved to play with his ears, in most cases, she was the only one allowed to do so. Being the younger sister, half even, he knew she was looking up to him, Aur and Cade more as she got older. It was hard for him to be able to put up with it in most cases. But for love, he did it.

This…thing, was no different. Though, as he looked at the male, he figured the twisted face was something it had been born with. Maybe it meant the bloke was just as broken as he was. But then again, Berwyn was not a mind reader, nor did he know everything, so merely, he was assuming at best. The other kept hurling some insults, and Berwyn couldn’t give a flying crap what this thing thought of him. A stick in the mud, Sure. If you really wanna go that far, sure. But to be frank, Berwyn was not everyone’s cup of tea.

He was usually never like this, brutally jerkish. But today, something just rubbed him the wrong way. “Yeah well at least my diet wont fight back and make me a monster, yours obviously has.” words slip carelessly from his maw. His mom would be appalled if she heard the way he was speaking to another. His dad? Never knew him, not really. He couldn’t even remember if he’d met the jerk. Well, he wasn’t too much of a jerk, he must’ve not done anything too severe or else mom would have cut him out of their lives for good. They at least knew about him. Maybe eventually he’d seek out his so called ‘father’, Nathaniel.