She shook her head slowly, disagreeing with him completely. Maybe she cared for Emma in her own, crazy way but if it came down to a very fine line her mother would pick the fortune over Emma. She wasn't a priority in the household and had always been treated as an over-grown China doll. Everything had been done impersonally and through hired help. Emma was simply there to serve as a secure heir should both of her parents die at the same time and to just make the family genes look good. "She doesn't care." She decided finally, looking sadly at him through her tears.
Emma looked down at her lap, turning her hands over each other anxiously. "I'm sorry, Scorpius. I'm being a complete downer." Tears continued to roll down her cheeks but she wasn't sobbing anymore.