[If Lup had a bottom lip to chew on, this is about the time that she'd be doing exactly that.

The lich floats upwards to sit against the pre-heating oven, watching her brother try to keep it together. She doesn't exactly believe his answer, but at least he's given her something and isn't just avoiding the issue completely. Her hooded head tips in time with his.]

It'd be okay if you were. I mean, I'd be kinda pissed you haven't said anything at all for like a million years before this, but it's whatevs. I just-- [Lup pauses briefly, not quite sure exactly what she wants out of this. Just honesty? His forgiveness? What's the end goal here?]

Just wanna be honest with each other and crap.