Thea and Bashenga were having a rather intense stare-down high above the clouds.
For the first time in days, Bashenga was no longer stuck within his baby form and instead looked like a very competent and eye-catching young adult.
But Thea actually looked rather irritated with her younger brother.
"I still don't feel like this is a very good way to sort out your feelings."
"Your thoughts are noted." Bash dismissed.
"Take me seriously, Bash! I'm your sister, I love you, I'm only trying to help!"
"T-Then stop muddling my mind with all of this cheap sentiment!"
Bashenga created two literal suns in both of his hands.
He hurled them at Thea with the same ease as if they were tennis balls; signifying his interest in talking had already expired.
Thea let out an exasperated sigh.
'I wonder… If I just let him fry me, then would he feel guilty enough to finally start listening to me..?' Thea wondered.
