“She’s a girl,” Lo tells Ryke, motioning to Daisy who twirls her gun and searches the area for our older sisters. “I didn’t notice,” Ryke says with thick sarcasm. “Just don’t be rough with her,” Lo tells him, less defensively. He’s trying not to jump down his brother’s throat about Daisy. “If she can’t handle me, then I wouldn’t have let her on my shoulders.”
