Delilah poured Scott a drink before pouring one fore herself and taking a long sip.
"Charlie is being... he's being.." she wave her hand a bit at a loss for a word to describe what her brother was being. "Stupid. He's acting foolish, and I'm the only one who seems to care, or think its an issue."
She stared at her cup for a moment. "I don't like when we aren't getting along, it throws me off a bit, but I don't like what he's doing and I can't just ignore it. So that just leaves us in this weird stale mate, as there isn't much I can do about it." And talking about it wasn't helping as much as she thought it would. She took another sip of her drink.
"Let's not talk about our siblings. It's sad, and I don't want to be sad before I leave. Let's talk about how graceful I looked tripping over my dress, or what you know about the States and Canada. It really is a shame you can't come be my tour guide."
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