“The secret to survival,” Kiara started, looking towards the younger girl with an expression that demanded to be paid attention to, “Is when you have two personalities that are so dynamically different, you learn to find a common ground.” She looked away, a faint laugh escaping her lips momentarily, “And the fact that we have our own little hide outs where we can go to escape doesn’t hurt either. I’ll swear under oath that I never said this, but when you love someone as much as I love your brother… It’s not that bad to have to put up with the smell of spray paint if it keeps the peace.”