[Prefect shifted back to lean against the desk in his room and nodded. Two. He was two. Looking back up to her, he frowned, staring for a moment as something fitted into place in his memory.] You... You're Six? Or, you were six. [He sighed, before reaching for the Vodka again to top up his mug.] You know, No one likes it. The 'Brother' or 'Sister' thing, it's hard to change it though. I don't want to change it, and when that happened... it was more than being brothers or sisters, more than being friends or in love or... or anything.