Embyr was careful not to stare too intently as Anthony spoke; she recognized that his opening up wasn't common, and didn't want him to feel self-conscious about it. Another thing she'd remembered from her time spent with Anthony at Hogwarts; he did not like pity. Not many people did, really, and Embyr rarely enjoyed the company of people who actively sought the pity of others. So, instead of a sad glance and a hand on top of his, she took a bite of her sandwich.
Chewing, she was able to mull over what'd be appropriate to say. The best she could come up with was, "She's really lucky to have you, Anthony." Embyr wasn't sure what she would have done, had she lost both of her parents, but it certainly wouldn't be taking a low-paying job and pushing aside all of her own aspirations in order to support a younger sibling. Then again, she had no siblings to speak of, so she really couldn't know for certain.
Anthony just seemed more selfless than she was.
"I don't really know what I'm doing. I moved out of my parents' home after Christmas last year, a few months after Hogwarts was back in session." She gave a half-shrug, trying to act nonchalant. "Seventeen just seems a little young to be in this big adult world, you know? But I'm trying. I just don't feel like I belong back at Hogwarts, anymore. Maybe I'll study and take the NEWTs at the Ministry when I can afford the time off work." She wrinkled her nose. "Then again, I would likely only do well in two or three."
The air of nonchalance was leaving her, though she tried to make it seem like she really didn't care, much. While students in her year were still at Hogwarts, Em figured it'd be hard for her to deal with everything. Once they started to graduate and join her in the Wizarding World, perhaps she'd be able to get over it and move on.