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She listened to her brother, concentration split between his words and all the tumultuous emotions she was suffering through lately. It wasn't fair that she she was so angry, so annoyed.. it wasn't fair to him, it wasn'tfair to herself. But she couldn't help it really, could she? And it wasn't something she'd voice - she had an irrational fearthat someone would tell her it was her Father's influence on her, and nothing as getting her to go back to her own home... not that place, not after what happened. She smiled, turning back to face her brother, pretending she was able to hide everything behind a smile, when she felt it. a slight... tug. From a God. Wanting Balance. As soon as she zeroed in on the source, she knew balance wasn't really what he wanted, no matter what he thought... but a mischievous grin flitted right behind her expression. It was tempting...He never had been fond of her. Keeping one small bit of herself focussed on that want, that tug, she returned the rest of her attention to her brother. Not that she had all of his, she knew.