ends of the earth

He had to fight to hide his reaction to her reaction to his name. He remained stoic as her hindquarters fell and her play at pride crumbled. She seemed to stare into the distance as she processed what he’d told her, slowly coming to her own conclusions. Surely her emotions were just as chaotic as her own, but she didn’t keep herself as composed as her brother. Accepting that this was his sister.. the concept was so foreign. He had cousins, but a sister.. Nysa had a child besides him? How would his life had been different if…

Riva spoke again, her blue eyes finding his garnet gaze. ”...are we siblings? Were you abandoned…?” The huge insight opened up his eyes as everything fell into place. Nysa only wanted him, and had left this tiny girl to die in the wilderness. As far as she was concerned Riva didn’t exist anymore. Again the boy decided to remain truthful in his retelling of history.

”No,” His voice mingled with a chuckle. He wasn’t exactly amused at Riva’s abandonment, more the fact that even after Nysa had raised and devoted herself to the preferred child Ox still managed to leave her. She abandoned one child and was abandoned herself by the other. Just desserts in Oxide’s mind. ”Nysa. Your mother’s name.” He’d tell her, making her guess that he agreed with her hypothesis. ”She raised me, loved me more than she loved herself some days.” Did it hurt the girl to know how highly he'd been valued. Despite what he would never admit to be abuse Nysa had given him everything. ”She never mentioned, you.” His voice was more accusatory as he backed away, as though he was disgusted with her mere presence.

He had no reason to feel affection for his sister, they didn’t know each other. They might have been blood but Ox had no reason to align himself with her. She’d just be baggage, an anchor to try and hold him down. Just. Like. Nysa.