"You-"  She was about to reply, then two things happened.  The first was the phrase - 'dear sweet brother.'  It sent a spark down her back to her core.  If Yang remembered the show correctly, it was fairly clear that Sveta<em>liked</em>her big brother Vincent.  Then there was the sound of the door opening.  "Shut up!  Quiet, someone's in the house!"  She hissed through the phone at Yang.  She put the phone down - but it was still on - and immediately pulled at the drawer desk to her left.  A small revolver, suited for a young girl, was in there.  She gripped it...until the voice spoke, and then<em>somehow</em>she knew it was her brother.  "I've got to go, I'll call you back."  She hung up the phone with Yang.<br/><br/>Approaching the door, she opened it up, and sure enough...it was her big brother.  "H-hey...Vincent..."  Sveta peeked around the edge of the doorframe, holding onto it with one hand out of sight.  She felt herself<em>forcing</em>to stay standing, as her knees got a bit weak when she saw him.  "...I...I know, I'm supposed to be asleep, but..."  She looked at him.<br/><br/>Sveta was the sort of girl who, if something embarrassed her, she wouldn't say it or just beat around the subject.  Fortunately for her, Vincent was the nice, understanding (even if it meant he had to pretend to miss the point) sort of brother.  Maybe that was why she liked him so much.