"I just saw it by accident," Elias hurried to explain to her, "I couldn't care less about searching for her news, don't even know what messy movies she's filming, they look so disgusting."
Norris held her forehead: "Elias, she's your sister, how can you talk about her like that..."
"I don't care," Elias puffed up his face, like a puffer fish, indignantly saying, "I don't even recognize her anymore, what right does she have to be my sister? She wouldn't even come back to see me when I had surgery."
"Alright, alright," Norris reached out and hugged Elias, patting his still somewhat thin back, "You didn't eat the airplane meal, did you? Let's go downstairs for dinner."
Elias grabbed her hand, looking up at her: "I only have one sister."
Norris smiled, holding his hand: "Let's go."
*
In the dining room, Luke was already sitting there.
Abigail was sitting beside him.
Neither of them had started eating; they must have been waiting for them to come down.