"Then why didn't you want to spend time with me?" she demanded, her voice cracking. She looked pleadingly up at her sister, wanting answers. She was silent for a while as Sydney spoke of not hating her. How could she not hate her after what she had done?
"But I am an Alchemist," she whispered softly. "It is my fault." She stepped back a little, wrapping her arms around herself. "No one made me turn you in..."