Prompt: Rood finds out Kielnode is his brother.

When Rood storms into his Maste- Kielnode's office, the older blond glances at him in trepidation. On closer inspection Rood can tell that only Miss Ren's hand on his shoulder is keeping him glued to the desk. Rood's fist tightens on the piece of paper in his hand.

"A letter," Rood says, his voice echoing in the silent room.

Kielnode visibly winces. He fiddles with the pen in his hand before taking in his breath. "It was the only way I could think of. We were trapped inside the tower, and I couldn't get to you at the time. I just thought... I had to tell you if we didn't make it out of there."

Images of his childhood flit through Rood's mind. Days unaccounted for, weeks, months, years. He never heard a word. "You could have told me any time." He thinks back to Kielnode's actions when he was much younger and not allowed to go out alone. In light of this revelation, it no longer seems an act of distrust. Rood scowls.

"I didn't know how." Kielnode's expression is lost, wavering. But Rood can't forgive him.

"A letter," Rood quips, holding it up for Kielnode to see. "That's what I got. You wouldn't even say it to my face–"

"Rood, please," Miss Ren interrupts, face pleading. "I know it must be hard for you, but try to understand."

He narrows his eyes. "Did you know then?"

"No, I didn't," she anwers softly. Rood stares down at his feet, feeling needlessly guilty. He never liked making her upset.

"All this time..." he mutters.

"I know."

"He's my brother," Rood states, testing out how the word feels in his tongue. "I have a brother, and a mother and father, but he never told me."

"I know."

"How am I..." supposed to forgive him, he thinks in his head. He glances up and Miss Ren is smiling as if she read his mind.

"You just do."