She knew her brother was here. She'd begged not to be put in the same place but then she'd been a bad bad girl... there was something to be said for watching a house go up in flames just before she was nabbed by the police. Maybe it had been a bad idea to set fire to the sheds and random abandoned buildings then work her way up to a residential home but flames were so fucking pretty. Things on fire just calmed her down, there was no other way....
And so she'd been shoved to the local asylum, assessed and shoved in for the forseeable future and there was her bro bro. He was likely to kill her but she was acting like it was a blast! That was the only way to cope as she strolled up to him, wearing similar attire and a smile on her face. "Hey brobro!"