Immediately upon seeing Gwendal's looming form, Wolfram stiffened, standing rigid in the hallway with notable surprise on his face and really that wasn't very fair of Gwendal, using his height to his advantage like that, but he should probably be used to it by now.

At his words, he let out a sigh, the tension falling from his shoulders somewhat. So he'd been found out. Really, it had only been a matter of time, and there was no use in denying it. He looked up at his older brother, neither shame nor regret on his face because he wasn't sorry he'd been doing it. Well, maybe a little bit of guilt, just for being found out. "...don't be angry with Yuuri, he didn't ask me to do it."

Which was entirely true. As far as he knew, Yuuri hadn't even caught on he'd been doing it yet.