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Have you no faith in any of us?

Faith is a candle where reason is the sun. What reasons have you given me?

Sigma will not be relying entirely on himself for food, as he will be home for dinner more than not. In addition to that he's been using his own money to feed himself lunch and snacks throughout the whole of college. Unlike you, who gives me money and gets an allowance back. He manages his own income from his job to figure out what needs to go to books, what can go to clothes, and what gets put to the family. Most of his shopping for clothes that aren't from birthdays he does himself, and the first time I allowed him to do this on his own he didn't go to buy big name items, but rather to acquire more items at a reasonable price.

Sigma is entirely capable of maintaining a clean environment. His time working janitorial allows for the experience for this. With an area that he must tend to on his own with no assistance, I believe he will manage it.

And finance management is best learned from doing, something I learned myself. He has a mathematically suited mind to manage this thing.

Yes, there is a touch of faith. But notice how neither Tex nor I have suggested failing to support him. And at the same time I don't speak in absolutes on this. I suggest he might fail. That he deserves the chance. These are debatable points.

You, on the other hand, have solely asserted failure with no chance of success. With the aim of keeping Sigma in our home. Absolute statements, assuring failure, and aiming to maintain the status quo.

Strange. I am reminded of the departure of the Counselor. In fact, the attempt to control is very counselor.

[Another hole punched in the wall, and a flipped bed for good measure.]

Fine. He wants to go play house, I won't stop him. I will stay very much out of his way while he learns that his actions have no consequences, that he can take without giving back anything in return, and that all of you will smile and wave while he courts disaster.

Maybe, when York dies, Epsilon will go sit with Sigma and you can use their room for Maine to comfort you. With his penis. Be sure to say the right name.

He isn't courting disaster. He isn't playing. And someday you'll learn that it isn't necessary to use Price's techniques to control us, because we aren't trained dogs to be called to heel.

You are a fool, a blind fool. I am nothing like him. This isn't...you aren't...you're ... just because you're too afraid doesn't mean!

[the distinct sounds of a full on toddler style temper tantrum.]

No, you aren't the same as him. You use anger and violence where he used words and authority. But you both seem to enjoy insisting on failure, and finding the right words to make us doubt and hate ourselves.

But no, you aren't him. But there are times where you attempt to have the control he had. I wonder if he feared losing control of us as well.

And that is all I have to say on the topic. If you don't mind, I have to give the twins their bath.

It is no more control than keeping Theta from crawling off the couch was!

Do you see Sigma as still a toddler?

I thought you were done with this topic?

I see him as a man who cannot bother to do the dishes so you can spend time with your boyfriend. Who sets the kitchen on fire more often than not. Who can't be bothered to take care of his health. Selfish, careless and irresponsible.

I guess I do.

Then that is your problem to deal with. He's twenty-one. He's a man and I'm willing to give him the chance to prove he can do this. You aren't. That's your problem.

I find it funny that you have this problem even when you discuss moving this family without talking to the rest of us, and you go and get your own place away from us. You're no more qualified to live on your own based on your behavior and experience than he is. You don't know how to manage finances, for instance.

I smell hypocrisy.

First of all, I did not discuss moving this family. Tex brought it up and I told her that she should talk to you. And I didn't go out and get my own place. I was given a room because I am part of the team, and because you are a fucking drama queen who keeps kicking ne out of my own goddamn house!

I'm a drama queen? You flipped a bed.

Perhaps I merely fear for our well-being when you're like this.

Have I ever raised a hand to any of you? Can you say the same about yourself?

It is not a large step from anger that puts holes in walls to anger that bruises a child.

And while I struck you once in the past, it is not the same situation in the least. Not only am I effectively incapable of harming you without at least throwing something at you, I am far from being an inherently violent person. Unlike you.

It's a step I have not and will never take. Unlike you. Though apparently it's okay because you are weak!

Given the fact that you kicked a hole in the wall over Sigma taking the chance to grow up a little and learn to be responsible for himself, I don't find myself confident that you never will hurt one of us. Particularly me, as I will either be the target of your ire, or stepping between you and someone else.

Facts not in evidence! Why is it okay for you to assume things that won't happen will, but not for me to think established patterns of behavoir will continue?

Besides, if someone did come after our siblings, you'd be hiding and you damn well know that.

If someone came after our siblings I would do everything in my power to stop them. But thank you for the assumption that I am a coward.

He need this chance to be responsible. To learn for himself whether or not he can do it. And that is that. This conversation is officially concluded. I have no more to say.

And when this explodes all over, when you go cry on our sister and I get to clean up the mess again, don't say I didn't warn you!

I won't cry to our sister. This won't explode. And there won't be a mess clean up.

This isn't something I didn't think very heavily about before giving my approval.

You keep saying the conversation is over, and then you keep talking.

And it didn't occur to you to mention this at any point? I suppose that makes sense. After all, you make all the decisions around here.

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