Beatrix
"No, Ursurs." She replied, following after him slowly. "You're broken, big brother." She declared quietly, and she almost sounded sad rather than frustrated.
"What's wrong with you?" She muttered, deciding that at least her brother couldn't hurt anyone in the Academy. "I'll be back, okay? I'm going... to go find somebody to help you." She doesn't move to leave, though. She's not sure if she should.
Loren was the slightly dependable brother, the one who was somewhat nicer to her than everyone else. At least, that's what her frazzled memories were saying. So she waited to see if he'd care if she left.
"What's wrong with you?" She muttered, deciding that at least her brother couldn't hurt anyone in the Academy. "I'll be back, okay? I'm going... to go find somebody to help you." She doesn't move to leave, though. She's not sure if she should.
Loren was the slightly dependable brother, the one who was somewhat nicer to her than everyone else. At least, that's what her frazzled memories were saying. So she waited to see if he'd care if she left.
Let's see how long you'll last, puppet.
