Tuni grinned broadly at her brother as he flexed his fingers in the gloves, clearly a good fit. She had just opened her mouth to respond when she heard a familiar voice from behind her. A very American voice. Her grin vanished in an instant, her eyes widened and she quickly darted behind her very large brother and hid behind him. She was quite grateful in that moment that her brother was so different from the norm. With her own small stature, she simply had to stand behind him to go unnoticed.

"Don't move," she whispered to her brother from behind him, hoping he would listen to her and not ask questions.