Finally coming to terms with her thoughts, she pulled her face away from her brother's shoulder, looked him straight in the eyes, despite some tears still running down her cheeks, and spoke directly, her voice firm yet filled with emotion, as she held his gaze.
"I want to continue taking care of you."
While she thought that perhaps someday she could let go of her sense of responsibility, she couldn't bring herself to concede on this.
'How would you even take care of me in the first place, anyway?'
While this was what Christian was thinking in his mind upon hearing his sister's somewhat similar to declaration about taking care of him, as he had no idea what was going on in her mind.
Since she was young, she'd been forced into the role of caretaker, and he wondered if that was all she knew how to do.
