“You look awful,” Julia said, sweeping her gaze over him. “Thanks,” Sebastian said. “That’s just what your baby brother needed to hear after such a traumatizing day.” She rolled her eyes. “Please. You’re tougher than all of us put together. Also, your worst is still better than my best. I’m not the pretty one in the family.” She pulled him into a one-armed hug and kissed him on the cheek. “I’m glad you’re okay, dumbass. Don’t fuck your homophobic bodyguard.”
