Ari found me a few hours later, sitting motionless on the edge of my bed, an unfolded pile of laundry next to me. "You okay?" he asked.
I forced a wan smile. "Yeah. What's up?"
"Drive me home? Kane does any more disinterested hovering and I'll kill him."
"Hovering, huh?"
"I'm not up to his game-playing." Ari was disinclined to say any more. He looked around my room, wistfully. "I think it's time for me to go."
Much as I wanted to force him to stay here until he was completely healed, I understood. And honestly, I was glad of the excuse to get away. He came with me downstairs to tell Ms. Clara we were leaving.
She greeted us with a smile. "Feeling better?" She tapped her head.
"Depends," my brother replied. "Unfortunately, I now remember I have a sister."
I licked my finger and stuffed it in his ear. He shoved me away.