Cody's eyes were dull as he looked back up at her. He gazed at her for a second, before he looked back at the water rushing below his paws.
Fyra sighed and nudged his shoulder with hers in a greeting way before dipping her muzzle in the water, distorting her reflection. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I don't know what I did, but I'm sorry. For everything."
"No, I'm sorry, Fy." Cody sighed, and then he blinked.
Where did the nickname come from? He decided that the best idea was to brush it off. "You had no idea." He smacked himself mentally.
You know you're just making her feel worse, you idiot. "I'm sorry. It's just... When you said that thing about having a sister it... Just kind of set me off, I guess."