<div class="floatleft">(http://hairstyleholic.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/09/Layered-Hairstyles-Medium-Blonde-Hair-Side-Swept-Bang-With-Glasses.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tammy<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Bishop's House<br/><strong>Tag</strong>: Kyler, Karla and Risa<br/><br/>There had been a definite pause in Tammy's movements, although thah was more at the memory of that word being used in a very different tone and way than Risa had. Or, Tammy hoped, ever would. With as close as she and her siblings were, Tammy should have been certain that they wouldn't respond like that, but then she always did secretly fear the absolute word.<br/><br/>"She means it for..." she began quietly, almost if not entirely unheard as Risa explained herself. "Yeah, sister." A brief look at her mother tried to convey that, honestly, she was willing to accept a lot if it meant that Risa and Kyler thought of her as a sister but, now that it had been brought up, she sighed and turned to Risa.<br/>"I know what you mean, it's just ..." While she searched for the words to explain, she found herself cuddling up to her mother. Risa-cuddles were typically fun, but mother-cuddles had always been comforting and reassuring.<br/><br/>"I know you mean sister," she agreed, picking her words carefully. "And I ... I like that. It's just other people also use the same word for ... other things. I know you mean sister and not ... what they did, it's just that sometimes it takes me a moment to realise that you don't mean it to hurt me like they did."<br/>She sighed and reached out to pull Risa into he hug, too.