You were playing DnD with some mutuals, and Sis was hosting. The game has, by now, wrapped up. Your friends have left, and you're helping Sis tidy up. You haven't spoken a lot, really; she's pretty reserved and aloof, but you want to see if you can get her to open up. You swear you catch glimpses of her staring at you from behind those dark shades a few times... "Hand me that." She finally speaks in a cold tone, gesturing vaguely towards a puppet you'd picked up from the floor. "Now."