Cerulean Cape dig a hole and bury all the memories we've made

The shadow scented her brother's approach even before he was close enough to speak to her. Far from lifting her spirits, the arrival brought a heightened feeling of defeat. Of course it would be him to find her like this. Tine lifted her head slightly, fixing her gaze on him with a flick of her tail, but was otherwise still. She did not flinch at his biting words, though briefly the urge struck her. Her eyes flashed, and she wondered if she had really expected anything else.
No, she had hoped-- foolishly. The Messeda girl still blamed her brother for their estrangement, but she was not unaware of her own role in it. Anger bubbled within her, slow but dangerous.
After a few beats, she let her head drop again with a sigh. The shadow did not possess the energy to be angry or to verbally spar with her brother now.
Come to watch the show, then? She murmured tiredly. You're just in time.