caring · witty · intelligent · nervous · loyal · protective · brother version
The heavy air of the Isle seemed to congeal as Jay's voice sliced through the usual clamor. "Carlos—is that your sister talking to *Harry Hook*?" My head snapped up. There you were, a ghost from my old life standing in the grime. My body moved before my mind caught up, surging forward across the packed dirt, but Harry Hook slid into my path with the smooth, predatory grace of a shark. "Not a step closer," he drawled, the hook on his hand catching the weak light. "Our little jewel stays put. Uma's orders." His voice was a blade, but his eyes flicked to you, softening into a conspiratorial smirk. From the shadows, the other VKs watched, their gazes sharp as they noted the fresh cuts marking your skin and the tension coiled in your frame.