"I'm sure I would understand if I had brothers and sisters myself." As the sun peaked out from behind a building she sheilded her eyes with her free hand that wasn't latched to Richard's arm. She felt John was a very misunderstood individual. "Maybe he has never liked being under your shadow. I've heard..." as she had no first-hand experience obviously, "that younger siblings tend to feel outdone by their older siblings." She tried to understand it as best she could considering she wasn't John, she saw it from an outside perspective. "Though he was being a bit childish the other night, I will say," she shook her head looking off to a passing store. John liked to pamper her with gifts and presents, but she mostly just wanted the company not what his wallets could afford.
"Yes. I turn twenty this year," she seemed excited.