[He leans back and looks out the window, unable to face Ariel's expression without his heart squeezing in pain and savage excitement. It's gross. He doesn't want this to be happening. It would be so easy to catch Ariel's face and weave the spell to take his memories but how many should he take at this point? How long has Ariel been hiding he knows?]

[It's hopeless to keep it up, not unless he wants to severely damage his brother's mental capacity.]

I only wish I could have kept you safe from such things. I won't take your memories Ariel, don't look at me like that, I cannot stand it.

If you wondered, it was only the memories of dreams I took, I did not mean to cause you such alarm.