She can't help equating the sunset with her brother, and shakes her head furiously.

"He's already made it pretty clear I don't have to say good-bye to him," she said, just a little bit wry, and little bit more stubborn. "He won't let you go and he won't let me go, either. Throwing us both in the same pocket was probably real convenient for him!"

It's not a path she wants to go too far down, thinking about how much Seiichi has changed, or worse-- how much he might continue to change.

"A new one isn't necessarily better," she muttered, petulant.