“Yes-“

“What a load of crap.” He called out, “I know a happy Enay… Ena when I see her. She pulls my chair from under me, she screams out of complete nowhere just to give me nightmares and will put so much salt in my food I won’t taste anything for a week. So what’s up Ena?”

“I have some issues, I’m dealing with them fine. I don’t need help-“

“Just because you don’t need help doesn't mean you should handle it alone.” He pointed. 

Ena looked away from the orb, “Enaya is helping me.”

“I’m sure she’s doing her best. But you know that’s not helping, I mean Ena,” He said, sitting hunched over and pressing his hands together, “You're strong, stronger than anyone I know both in actual power and mentally. I don’t mean to hurt you-”

“Then stop.” She interrupted knowing fully well where this was going. 

Garrel sighed and continued, “You’re mentally unstable. Mother and father might never say it but the way you deal with anger needs to be addressed. The way you cope with sadness needs to be addressed as well, you’re… you don’t know how to deal with it unless it involves eliminating the problem you see as a threat. You threw your cousin off a cliff because he said your attitude was ugly. You punched me when I said your shadowy form looked like a-“

“I get it!” She yelled, stopping him, “I know, I know. That’s why I left!”

“You left because you chose to run!” He bit his lip, and huffed, “Ena you left out of the blue surprising everyone. We thought we did something wrong.”

“You did.” She muttered inaudibly to him. 

“Mother and father cried for days.” He continued, “They were inconsolable, they thought it was because of them. You don’t call to check in, you call to find things out, because you feel guilty.” He stumbled in his words, “none of us blame you for anything, yes you've made mistakes but that makes you human… why must you keep such a distance from family?” He paused clenching his fist and staring at the ground, his soft expression turned into anger, “And I’d get it if we did something wrong… did we do something wrong Ena?”

“No. You did nothing.” She said, turning her head back, the room around her turning eerie. 

“Is that the problem then? That we did nothing? What are we missing?” He asked, getting up and looking around the room. His arms spread out to question her, almost like he wanted to sceam at the top of his lungs, “We love you, we love you so much, you’re my little sister… Do you have any idea how much we all hurt when our little sister came down with a fever? We were all blaming ourselves, we were supposed to protect you.” He said, “I was supposed to be your heroic older brother.”

“You are-“

“Who are you kidding? You could swat me away like a fly… when you woke up after that fever, we knew something was wrong, something was missing, but we just didn’t know what exactly.”

She scoffed at that and finally looked back at the orb, pointing at it as if he could see her, “No… You were far too glad knowing there was nothing to worry about to notice my change. You didn't know any better, you were a teenager living your life! You don't get to tell me-”

He  listened to her, hearing the pause in her words as she held back, “Mother and father spent thousands on doctors…they did notice the change, they tried their best to help.”

“They took too long.” She responded, even if she acknowledged her parents trying to help, it didn't take away from the fact that their help came far too late.

“Imagine their surprise when they finally hit a magician who was in the field of medicine.” He rambled, his shoulders dropping as he fiddled with his hands, “ He said your soul was right beside her body, screaming and wailing because mommy and daddy didn’t see her…” he sat back down and covered his face. 

Recalling the past was too much for him, holding back the sobs in his covered face, coming out muffled whimpers, as he whispered almost incoherently, “I’m so sorry… I should have known.”

“I don’t blame you. I don’t blame anyone.” She said, same as she’d told her mother.