He was clearly a smart man. His step back likely saved him from being hit with the bag of items Emmeline had when she spun around just as quickly as she had gotten up to turn on him. Her eyes were narrowed in a glare, obviously having hit a nerve with her.

"A man," she started before pausing, "No a boy as you so perfectly put it, got me in that situation. But I allowed it. And I'll not allow it to happen again." She was pissed, there was no denying that.

"I don't need your help or anyone's for that matter," she spat, still glaring him down even though he had at least a half a foot on her, "My own family hasn't even managed to keep their own shit together so I suppose I should at least be the one to do so." Though, Hudson likely was doing well enough. She didn't quite know since she couldn't remember the last time she'd actually spoken to her older brother.

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