Calista

　　Lysandra didn't appear entirely convinced. "If you say so, then maybe you shouldn't engage in that banter in front of guests. I know nothing about this and I'm concerned..." Her voice trailed off.

　　I reached out and touched her arm gently, sensing her lack of energy. "You should scold your brother," I teased in a soft voice, a hint of nostalgia in my words, but she didn't return the smile.

　　"I agree with Lysandra, though. It can be ...