Blackfeather Woods If I was dying on my knees you would be the one to rescue me

She watched as her older brother uncomfortably confided in her. She understood the discomfort. Emotions were hard, especially unpleasant ones. She had spent the last few months sharing her life with some damn unpleasant emotions of her own. 

He told her he had said some unpleasant things, and she silently wondered who he may have said them to. It had to be someone important to him if he was this upset with himself. She didn't want to pry even if she felt she needed more information in order to give him adequate advice. So instead, she decided to just go off what he already offered her. "I bet if you just apologized to them, it would be a good way to start," she answered, her brow still furrowed in concern.