[When she was younger and he started taking trips out with Mazelinka, Portia had lingered by the docks. Sometimes she had clambered onto crates just to get a view above the thick hustle and bustle of visitors coming and going from Nevivon's port, and sometimes she had fooled around with the other urchins that the grandmothers looked after.
But she always, always spotted her brother before he did her, be it on a gangplank or—like today—wandering down a street.]
—Ilyushka!
[The words will hit his ears shortly before his sister hits his everything, arms snapping around him in a desperate, clinging embrace.]
Y... you're back. You came back.
[She doesn't know whether she should be happy about that, but she is.]
b for BROTHER TIME
But she always, always spotted her brother before he did her, be it on a gangplank or—like today—wandering down a street.]
—Ilyushka!
[The words will hit his ears shortly before his sister hits his everything, arms snapping around him in a desperate, clinging embrace.]
Y... you're back. You came back.
[She doesn't know whether she should be happy about that, but she is.]