The weather report had forecast rain, but they'd been lucky. The sky had been clear and sunny when they'd picked out and set up their campsite earlier and it had stayed just as balmy on the long hike to the lake. It was his last chance to be with his baby sister before she went off to college (not such a baby anymore. Life seemed intent on
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It takes a bit more doing than usual considering he's one handed and it's a bit of a sloppier job than he'd like but he still gets the job done and what's for them is edible. That's what counts. He meanders back over to the fire with his offering after cleaning off his knife and sighs as the beginning heat hit him. He's not complaining but the wet and the chill is making his arm ache and the fire feels nice in contrast. He'll hand over the fish without compunction.
"If you can rough it out here, I don't see how college will be much of a challenge to you when you go."
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It's true, of course. She could have handled college long ago; even her teachers had known and said that. But it had seemed important, back then, to stay with her friends. When that ended, she chose her next school for very practical reasons, to investigate it. When that ended, there'd been no more point in holding herself back, and here she is ready for college at age sixteen.
Once the fire is going, once or twice she helps Cloud by putting something just a bit closer to his grasp, or getting it done before he can worry about it. She does it without saying anything, letting the gestures speak for themselves without becoming embarrassing.
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"Wasn't talking about the academia part of college, Ami."
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"I'll be fine with that, too," she insists with her usual pride. "I want to test myself." She wants to see that she can make it on her own, experience new things, handle herself on her own. She may be a homebody at heart, but she has that drive for adventure, too.
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"You're not talking about boys, are you?"
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It's only partly a lie. She would want to love and be loved, and she already knows what passion can be (sorry, brother). But it hadn't turned out well, and to a girl who already has trouble trusting...
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It is a relief to a big brother. There's something about the thought of his sister and any guy in any way that involves touching that his mind absolutely rejects wanting to deal with. So there's an obvious relaxing along his shoulders.
Not that he expects the guys to leave her alone. He's her brother but he's not blind.
His sister's amazing.
It brings back the frown.
"Doesn't mean there won't be guys that are."
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And do you think she'll let them touch her?
"They can be as interested as they want. However, I don't have any intention of indulging them."
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And big brother Cloud isn't going to be around to mentally kill people with his glare if they get too friendly with his little sister.
Shifting to put his arm closer to the warmth of the fire, he just grunts. It's almost a grumble but without words.
"Good. Guys are nothing but trouble."
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So she agrees: guys aren't worth investing her time and effort in, for such a poor return.
"I have other things to do," she says bluntly. She has studying, if they're talking about university right now.
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He is one. He'd know.
"Good."
A pause.
"Though it's okay to be friends with them. Just... nothing else. No - " awkward shifting. "Kissing and stuff. Because you've got other things to do.
Right?"
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To anyone. And she's more than capable of defending herself if some grubby, dirty hands don't understand that message quickly enough; as far as she's concerned, the subject is really moot.
The truth is, she's scared of it. But it sounds so much better to say she's above it.
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"I can't help it. You're my baby sister and I'm going to worry." His eyes lift over the fire to find hers and there might be a hint of a smirk. "Besides, we already know none of them are good enough for you."
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Somehow, Cloud's gotten around that, nudged himself right in closer, so much closer that it almost terrifies her when she's awake and thinks about it and can start to worry about losing it. She wonders sometimes what it says about her that the only people who seem to understand her a little bit are in her dreams. (Wish fulfillment? Delusion? A weak mind that runs away to sleep at night because waking life is so much harder in this area?)
"You can leave off the 'baby' part," she remarks dryly. "I may be your younger sister, but I'm not that far behind." It's a protest for protest's sake, really; it's kind of nice (so much more than kind of) to be the one someone is worried about and protecting. That's part of the 'baby' part.
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"Sorry, kiddo," he definitely teasing now. "In this at least I'm always going to be a step ahead. It's the only time I get to do that. Gotta milk it."
((OOC. wrapping up time?))
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(ooc: sure :D)
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