"Keep up, little brother. If you fall behind and get caught, I'm not coming back for you."
She muttered, glancing over her shoulder at me. Her amber eyes still held that mix of irritation and reluctant amusement I was starting to like a bit.
I grinned beneath my hood, keeping pace effortlessly.
"Wouldn't dream of it, Big Sis. Who else is going to cheer you on when you inevitably save the day with your amazing vine powers? I'm your number one fan. Official Little Brother Cheer Squad, reporting for duty."
She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they might spin out of her head.
"You're going to get us killed with that mouth one of these days."
"Probably, but at least it'll be a fun death. Much better than dying of boredom in some quiet corner with a bottle of wine."
I agreed cheerfully.
