[ His brother... does he have any other siblings? She wonders... even if it's only one, she can relate to missing her home—her family. If anything, she doesn't miss her home so much as she misses her siblings and retainers—her home is wherever they are. And there are so many things here that she finds herself wanting to show them... that remind her of them... that make her miss them so badly it aches like a physical pain.
Her expression softens, transforming from concern to something like longing. She'd already decided that she was going to work hard here, so that she could go back home and make her family proud—but that doesn't change the fact that she's never been apart from them for so long. That the spaces where they should stand at her side feel empty not like nothing is there, but rather like something should be there instead. ]
Is he your older brother? [ Her voice is soft, and her smile is a little sad around the edges. ] My older siblings always take care of me too, since I'm the youngest.
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Her expression softens, transforming from concern to something like longing. She'd already decided that she was going to work hard here, so that she could go back home and make her family proud—but that doesn't change the fact that she's never been apart from them for so long. That the spaces where they should stand at her side feel empty not like nothing is there, but rather like something should be there instead. ]
Is he your older brother? [ Her voice is soft, and her smile is a little sad around the edges. ] My older siblings always take care of me too, since I'm the youngest.