[ Whether or not he can get away with calling himself 'the unwell one' is arguable, but she's always been and always will be the older sister here or so she thinks. Her shoulders drop slightly when he begins unbuttoning, now knowing for certain what's coming next. ]
Oh, Sigmund...
[ She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth at the sight, her concern now making no attempt to hide itself. Why should it, when it looks a lot like her younger brother is staring down the same barrel of the gun that killed their father and nearly drove her to death as well?
She's an extremely practical woman, though, and the hand she reaches out to touch if he'll let her has nothing to do with useless sympathy. Even if all he intended to do was show her and run, she's taking this very seriously. ]
What were you dreaming about?
Oh, Sigmund...
[ She pulls her bottom lip between her teeth at the sight, her concern now making no attempt to hide itself. Why should it, when it looks a lot like her younger brother is staring down the same barrel of the gun that killed their father and nearly drove her to death as well?
She's an extremely practical woman, though, and the hand she reaches out to touch if he'll let her has nothing to do with useless sympathy. Even if all he intended to do was show her and run, she's taking this very seriously. ]
What were you dreaming about?
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