"I could," Vax agreed, expression growing more earnest. "I could tell you... She's smarter, and more charming, and... More caring than I am. I could tell you... How sharp and witty and cool she is." And how, even for being real, it was part of the front she put up to hide her insecurities behind. How lost and vulnerable she'd been, when they were younger. But always so brave, and loving, and true. "I could tell you how she raised up a baby bear cub that had lost its mother years ago, and that's how she's got an enormous brown bear all in armor that would do anything for her."

He smiled, genuinely, but it still came out painfully sad. "But she really wants to be known as the pretty twin." Which she absolutely was.