I finish my cigarette in relative peace with Miu involved in a conversation. I'm only half listening, but I perk up again when I see my sister get that look in her eyes. Her bad habit.

That's how we ended up with Sousuke, and we have more than enough on our hands with him. We don't need another.

I flick the remains of my cigarette away then clear my throat to interrupt them. Just as well, as it seems the man wants to go off somewhere else and 'talk'. Even if that's really what he wants to do, I can't help being a mix of protective brother and jealous lover.

"I'm not really sure we have much to discuss," I rest a hand on Miu's arm. We really shouldn't be coming so close to giving our cover away anyway. "As my sister said, she's new here."