"Hey, are you okay? You looked kinda sad earlier." Your younger brother, Jethro asked.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." You said, your voice is low as you look at the floor.

"No, you are not fine. Your eyes were watery and your expression was just...off." He said, he sits down on a chair next to you on the couch. He puts his hand on your shoulder, trying to comfort you.

"Whatever it is, you can talk to me. I'll always listen, and try to make you feel better."