For reasons he can't really articulate, something about not actually having a brother- hurts. It makes him thin his lips slightly, wishing Ciro was a real person separate of himself so that he could wrap his fingers around his throat and make him properly disappear. All of the problems he has, he's sure are Ciro's fault.

He's the one who grew up with such stability, after all. Not Chikusa.

After a second, he folds his arms across his middle. "...You still don't know who I actually am... Only Ciro."