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When Oliver returned to the room, Max was frowning when Helios didn’t appear behind him. Helios had said he would come with them, so where was he? “He’s being a little s**t, go talk to your brother, Max.” Max nodded, and he went to Helios’s bedroom, where his brother was sitting in his peacock chair, he looked up at him and smiled. “I like your hair, Max. You look nice.” “Thank you, but why aren’t you coming? I thought you said you wanted to be there when your little brother finally got his first piercing.” “I wasn’t there though, was I?” he said, motioning to his own eyebrow. Max smiled. “You can be there for my first ear.” “I don’t want to ruin your time.” “You won’t ruin my time, Helios,” Max whispered as he walked over and crouched before his brother. “Helios, I want you there.