"I left because Paris was the best place I could learn magick, and I would have shared all of it with you. Don't you remember when we would spend an evening slicing up a cadaver, and sorting the organs? This was going to be one more thing we could share."

Rather grisly hobbies, yes, but the two of them were always unusual like that.

Arkady frowns when Ashley clings to Ereuvir, unable to help but be a little jealous. So his suspicions had been correct. There's no doubt in his mind that Ereuvir might have wanted Arkady for the same purpose, or possibly just to make his prize happy. Even still, he should be the one Ashley is clinging to. He wants to take his brother into his arms and kiss his lovely face and mouth.

"I offered myself to him," Arkady tells Ashley. He then addresses Ereuvir finally, "You hinted at something earlier. It had something to do with my appearance. Tell me." A spidery hand touches his gaunt cheek.