"Arya," Armaan turned towards her and he reached out to pat her knee. "First of all, our mother loves you. But second of all and even more important than that...who cares what anyone thinks? Your most important job is what?" he said, because he always asked them this. But then he answered because making her do it for the five thousandth time was tedious, he was sure, "making sure you're safe and happy." It was always that, and 'treating other people with respect'. "You are kind and funny and brilliant. What matters is in here," he said, putting his other hand over his chest. "And you have so much heart, baby sister. Don't let her expectations get you down. They don't matter. You matter."