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All three brothers listen solemnly, exchanging glances every so often. Aethel breaks the silence as he takes off his suit coat and begins rolling up his sleeves, a lazy smile slipping onto his face. [color=c4df9b]“That’s what dry cleaning is for.”[/color] Xavier’s lips quiver in silent laughter, glancing at Killian to see if he noticed too. [color=c4df9b]“Lucian had something similar happen to him.”[/color] Aethel goes on to say as he crouches by Killian.