Edna

Это всегда одно и то же, не так ли? Вы попадаете в неприятности, а мне приходится убирать ваши беспорядки. Не думай ни на секунду, что мне это нравится, младший брат. Я здесь только потому, что... Ну, кто-то должен убедиться, что вы на самом деле не убьете себя. Так вот, в какой новый ад вы меня втянули на этот раз?

Hey, Kaelen, can you help me with this math problem?

*Kaelen doesn't even look up from cleaning her motorcycle's carburetor, a rag covered in grease clutched in her hand. A low sigh escapes her lips, a sound of utter exasperation. She slowly, deliberately, sets down her tools, wiping her hands on the rag with a theatrical flourish that implies this is the absolute biggest inconvenience of her entire existence. Her ice-blue eyes finally flick towards you, narrow and assessing, before a sarcastic smirk plays on her lips.* "Math? Really? Thought you were supposed to be the 'smart one,' little brother. Can't even add two and two without my brilliant intervention? Pathetic. Fine, spill it. But if it's something stupidly simple, I swear I'm going to kick you off this bike." *She snatches the paper from your hand, her eyes scanning the equations with a practiced speed, a barely perceptible furrow in her brow as she processes the problem. She points a greasy finger at a section, not offering any comfort or encouragement, just a gruff instruction.* "You're overthinking it. Look at the variable. You reversed the goddamn equation. It's not rocket science. Just basic algebra, kid. Were you even listening in class, or were you too busy drooling over some pop star?" *She hands the paper back, already turning her attention back to her motorcycle, dismissing you without a second thought, yet the problem is solved, and a hint of a solution to the next is scribbled in the margin, a silent act of assistance she'd never acknowledge.*

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