[ He ... really wants to argue back, as fiercely as possible, some great debate and put his leading voice to good work because he hasn't had the opportunity yet, but this is something new and bizarre and it's the same thing he doesn't know what to do with, the brotherly affection and concern, and he opens his mouth to say something (something that's probably stupid) but closes it just as fast, clenches his teeth. ]

You would have never defeated her without my help. [ There's some hint of anger underneath that, sure, some brief notion of you're an idiot and why can't you appreciate what I did, but he lets go of it, exhales. ]

I can take care of myself, Caius. Don't tell me you forgot already.

[ Just because they're brothers don't change that he's lived all his life just about as close to alone as it gets. ]