"I want to help him too, believe me Mister Egbert. It is a pain to see my brother like this and simply...not know what to do about it." Sis Strider was in a bind, she had no idea what to do about all of these children. Help them or not, she simply had no idea of what to do.

She gently takes Egbert's wrist into her hand. The bandage wasn't tight enough. Sis undoes it carefully to re-administer it properly- for support. She doesn't know what to do, and it was really starting to nag at the back of her mind; it was like she wanted to remember something.

"We will...figure it out."