"[color=6ecff6]Siblings? Yeah, I have a sister.[/color]"

Izzy rolled onto his back and looked at the ceiling.  He hadn't seen his older sister in nearly two years now.  She had left home a couple years before he had to begin her own journey into the world.  Last he'd heard, she was in Unova researching something about the relationship between Pokemon and plants or something -- it was the sort of bookish snorefest she had always liked.  The kind Izzy usually took measures to avoid.

"[color=6ecff6]She's a few years older than me.  We're not very much alike.[/color]" Izzy spoke flatly. He didn't very much want to get into the details regarding his kin; that sort of conversation usually went down an awkward path of questions he couldn't answer.  Frankly, he didn't [i]get[/i] his sister, nor did he know a lot of the things about her most siblings should about each other.  She was calculating and always focused on understanding every little thing about whatever.  Instead of wanting to experience new things constantly, she would rather latch onto the object of her fancies until her curiosity was sated.  Izzy loved his sister without a doubt, but he never "clicked" with her.

"[color=6ecff6]What about you? You seem like you'd fit the "big sister" bill.[/color]"