THE RED ROOM falls utterly quiet as everyone ponders Michael's question in their own way.
Fallon reclines on the chair, and just stares at the mirrored ceiling. What would she do if she was in love with her brother? The answer was too obvious.
Run the hell away from him.
The real question was, Would Arielle be able to do just that?
"I guess in a way I knew..." Arielle replies.
"...I mean the dreams—erotic as they were, it told me something....A... connection. It was deeper than just dreams. The clues were right there. The red strip. Our Shifter forms. The painting of our mother. My unnatural attraction to him. Everything.... It's just so frustrating, because well....."
She gestures at their nakedness and everyone laughs again.
"Yeah," Michael says.
"....I mean, if you were my sister, I WOULD NOT NOT fuck you."
"Michael!" Fallon fires at him. "... You're not helping."
