By sheer luck I managed to find both of my younger brothers after the Great Shift. Unfortunately, after wandering around the city for the past few hours, trying to find my way back home while latching onto their new feminine arms, I think I’m lost. I can’t let them know that though. They’re already so confused and scared that I need to reassure them and let them know it’s okay even when it may not be. I suppose this is the price of being an older brother, or as the case may be, an older sister.