Her brother, competitive as always! She laughed at his statement, pleased to hear him in a better mood. "Keep that in mind when your little sister passes you, love," she teased in return, enjoying this game they were starting. They played the game in grade school, each using it to motivate the other to do better- not that they really needed the motivation, but it was nice to pretend nonetheless.
Betsy stood as she heard Brian head for the door, sighing as she was reminded of the condition of said door. "I'll... let them know." She said, not yet having met anyone that was likely to rip the door off its hinges, save for her brother.
Before Betsy could get a word out of her mouth, Brian was off, and heading in the wrong direction. So much for leading the way! "Brian, it's..." Oh sod it. He would figure it out eventually, no use in trying to stop him now. After all, who stood in Captain bloody Britain's way?