[ it is totally time for jokes. it's not like Alphinaud is going to fly into space (literally) and never come back! ]

That sounds like something a plant would say. [ said casually, off-handedly, as he now has to take his gloves off in order to peel the the weed off. easier to do when they float at eye level. ]

Oh! [ this is when he starts to smile. ] Your sister? She's your sister?!

[ a brief pause, then a sideways look. ]

Huh. Are you sure? Can you prove it?