She wouldn't look at him again when he grabbed her. At least not directly. She made no attempt to pull away either. She merely stood there. Her lips pursed as she heard him admit he didn't know what she was on about. She held her brother in contempt even as he said he would spank her if she didn't speak up. Huffing, not even the threat of a count down made her change her mind on her stance. She wouldn't give him another word.<br/><br/>He was her<em>brother.</em>Weren't they meant to have some kind of emotional connection on another level that let him know exactly what she was feeling and why? There had to be something like that. Some benefit to being siblings. Even if they had been apart for as long as they had. There had to be something there, especially if she was all he thought about while he was away.<br/><br/>They had been<em>intimate</em>as well. That had to count for something. Even if none of what she thought was true, the fact remained  she was upset with him. She hardly felt like talking anyways.