"You're still young, too," Embyr said, her voice soft but not saddened. She'd listened carefully as Anthony explained why he found the need to come up with ways to entertain his younger sister, and was careful not to let her expression turn to one of pity. Pity didn't do any good.
When the conversation turned to Anthony's job, again, Em nodded and picked up her rubbish, balling it up before seeking out a bin to toss it in. "I'll see you then, yeah?" She didn't want to linger past when Anthony wanted her there; she'd sort of bombarded him with her presence, anyway.