"No, not like sister where...not like being in blood, but still...sister as in family." Sabine licked her lips quickly, struggling to explain, "Like, Ahnasha is my sister, but she's not...my sister. It's like..." Sabine looked in random directions and exhaled unevenly, trying to find the word. "Adopted," Sabine said abruptly, "Like if parents adopt an orphan, but where it is sisters. Anyone can do that."

Sabine angled her head down and to one side, hoping the meaning was clear. "So...can I be your sister?" Sabine asked again, this time with more reluctance, but more out of anxiety of communication.