Uncomfortable would be the best way to describe the expression on his brothers face. He seemed to try and look everywhere around the restaurant to distract himself. That was until he sat down, that when the young scythes attention back to him.
The expression on his brothers face face, brought back a few memories. It was the same expression Soul had on his face when Wes have to get Soul to tell him when something bad happened, or when he had to admit that he did something wrong.
Tapping his fingers against the table, not knowing who to start this conversation, he smirked a bit when his brother was the one who started the conversation.
“I work at the Bike shop, just around the corner,” Wes gestured towards the direction the snap was, “I work as a mechanic there…”
“Cool.”
A mechanic. Not shocking but a surprise still. Picturing his brother working on bikes. Not playing the violin in front of many admiring fans. Most of them being people that their parents knew. Soul was use to seeing his older brother in the tuxedo, making small talk with strangers, and speaking about his music. Not getting dirty and focusing on motorcycles.
The Weapon stared down as he continued to think about the situation. His brother had a job in the city. Making a life for himself. It would be wrong to tell him to leave. He’d have to start over. Anyways, the city was big. Not like they’d see each other much. So Soul could still have that distance, right?
“So what do you want to talk about?”