What did he do? The question took her aback somewhat, though of course it shouldn't have. It was a perfectly logical question, one she would have asked if their places had been reversed. Her angry posture didn't lessen for all that, however. Rose's arms were crossed over her chest, daggers in her eyes. For as long as she could, Rose kept staring her brother down, waiting for the words to come. She couldn't explain it, this anger. Not in any way that would make sense to Hugo.
"You have everything," she eventually managed to say. "How is it that you can have everything? That you can know what you want and actually get it? How is it possible that you can... That you can admit to liking men, that you can get Scorpius to admit the same, the man you care for. How? And I can't even-" That wasn't what this was about. This was about him, about how unfair it was that he could have what he wanted when she wasn't even sure what it was she wanted? She was too afraid to even try.