"I'll check in with you next week, then." she grins. It had taken her at least three times that to get used to being here, truly accepting it for what it is, and what it means.

She nods a bit. "Yes, we're-" what? Hm. Yes, there's that pesky need for classification again. "...he's been good to me, since I got here." certainly true, and as good as anything else in terms of describing the nature of knowing his brother. At least it's a positive association, right?

"Does he know you're here?" She's suddenly ready to spring into action, every muscle a live wire ready to go chase him down. "We should go find him, if he doesn't- I'm sure he'd want to know."