[He really is like a little boy, but fuck it. They have always been together, them against the rest of the world all the way before they were even born. The thought of being without him was terrifying, so Lup can imagine his pain.

Now that they're lying down and she doesn't have to rely on her legs to keep them both upright while her brother clung to her, it's easier to hold his hand tightly, warm and alive just like hers, and listen.]

I have time. You just tell me when you're good to go.

[Lup knows it migth take time for him to find the right words, so she's not going to push. Instead she latches on to the Lucretia thing with a smile.]

Really? Fuck, it's gonna be weird to keep timelines in my head. Any sign of the others?