"What's the point?" Incredulous, he stared at his brother.

"The point is you lost that trial because you didn't think you were worth saving. You still don't. Never mind the people around you who give a good goddamn what happen to you. Never mind the fact that I'm watching you come the fuck apart and you won't let me help."

Sam shoved the bottle back in his hands, his voice quiet and hurt. "Here."