Aside from being throughly annoyed with her brother, Saskia had never really felt the urge not to meet him. Sure, she had the feeling that it would be awkward as hell, but if anything, she was doing this for Rhys's sake. She didn't know how well he would sit with the idea that she only saw her brother when she needed to give up some blood, or plasma, or an organ, but Saskia had the feeling that it wouldn't be good. Besides, it was time that they got over their childish avoidance of each other, wasn't it? They were adults now. Getting married, having children. Adults.
It would have helped if Rhys had come with her.
He was coming, of course. But later. Something to do with school, she thought he'd said; maybe a project. But he would come, because Rhys has yet to lie to her, and so Saskia trusted him.
O'Malia's was somewhere Saskia had never been, mainly because she didn't feel it fair to sit in a restaurant where everyone was drinking and she couldn't. But Sailor had suggested it and Saskia had been too angry to argue, so when she pulled up in her rickety truck, it was to O'Malia's. She walked by the window and spotted her gangly, curly-haired brother through the glass right away.
"Hey," she said when she arrived at the booth, glancing at both Sailor and Nana. "Um, you must be Nana. Hi," she said to the girl, quickly following with, "Rhys is coming in a little while. He's got some stuff to do."