Morningside Cuesta won't cry no Mississippi

Sunspot eyed her brother warily as he approached. She didn't believe for a second that he wasn't still angry with her, at least a little bit. But it seemed like he didn't want to talk about it, and Sunspot was eager to try and redeem herself, though she was a loathe to admit to this.

"What?" she asked, sitting up. She didn't like him standing over her, either.