He gave her a small grin at her comment before cloud passed over his face. "Shiphrah was... is... my sister. She..." he sighed, it was hard for him to think about her, "We were very close. She was a lot like you, happy, free, a lover of simple things and a simple life, lively, active, pretty... just someone who got the most out of life. She was curious, too, and loved to have fun. She was my only companion as I was growing up. My race isn't very social. We would spend a lot of time together," he iterated, stopping there. If she wanted to hear more, he would tell, but he didn't want to hurt himself voluntarily by choosing to go there himself. However, he could not hide the look in his eyes that said there was something much deeper, something in the depths of his soul that was very affected by what he left dangling.