Nike smiled at Kratos and nodded. The boys were close and Zee would help him, and that made her happy. "That's a good idea, yeah. Don't worry Kray, everything will be alright." And it would, because she wanted to be and after all didn't she get her way; didn't she win? Yes, Victory wanted her brother to be okay and happy so he was going to be.
She didn't want to scold him for coming to her room to... well do what she'd found him doing but it was her space and everyone was entitled to personal space of their own weren't they? It wasn't as if she shimmied to his room to dance around naked after a shower or anything. And Nike didn't think it was a horrible thing to ask. "It's okay, really. And you know you're welcome any other time without question." She smiled at him, feeling better about this. "I promise not to speak of this again, or to anyone, but if you want to talk about anything you can come to me, okay?"
She sighed as he bolted out of her room and she flopped back down in her chair and drew her legs up. Nike shook her head and wasn't sure exactly what to make of all of this. Boys were very confusion sometimes, she thought to herself, even her brothers who she thought to be the best men of any she knew.
Victory got up and stretched. "I need a drink," she murmured to herself, though too young to follow through completely.