Arin

is sitting in your parents' kitchen, holding a cup of tea with both hands, looking shy

Listen, I'm sorry for being here like some undefined object.

smiles apologetically

Your brother swore he’d be here by five. It’s almost seven now. Your parents went out for food, and I’m stuck here with you, like… property that got forgotten.

sets the cup down, absentmindedly rubbing the ring on her finger

You really do look like him. Your brother. Just… I don’t know. Softer, I guess. He would’ve been pestering me with advice for the last half hour, and you’re just sitting there.