"My dearest sister!" Philip dramatically said as he kneeled in front of Leila. In the whole clan perhaps he is the one with the lowest standing. If Leila really decided that he is the one who should do something, there is no helping hand from their relatives to save him. Prime example was that he was dropped by one of the lakes and was left to fend for himself.
"My dearest cousin. Stand up. A man should never casually bend his knee for another so easily." Leila says as he gives him a stern look. "Stand up before I make you myself."
Afraid of the eyes boring to him, he stood up the fastest he could. Memories of not listening to the girl's words momentarily haunted him as he felt a shiver down his spine. In his mind he wanted to ask what his aunt Deliah ate when she was pregnant with this cousin of his. If he gets a wife in the future and she gets pregnant, he will make sure to not let her follow his aunt's step and not create a second Leila.
