"Hey Nike, is that all you have to say?" she said, not sure if she was angry, upset, horrified or all of the above. She wasn't so naive to not know what he was doing but it wasn't something she liked to think about and certainly not have a front row seat and in HER. room.
What would mother do? No, that's probably not a good idea. Their mother could be... extreme about some things. She couldn't do that to Kray. Nike would try and talk to him. It was obvious by his tomato expression that this was awkward which was true but there was nothing wrong with it, just her and it being in her room.
No she would do the right thing, she would be the big sister and help him through this. "How long as this been going on? Have you talked to anyone?"
It wouldn't be that bad right?
Nike put her things down and sat on the edge of her bed. It would be perhaps better if she didn't sit right with him at the moment. She smiled at him and kicked her sandals off. "C'mon Kray, it's fine but I think there's a lot going on, and talking can help. Maybe explain." Sure that was good. Just keep it simple and easy.