[he raises an eyebrow at what he's doing, swapping the cloth out when it gets gross and gunky.]

A secret sister? That's kinda weird. [he laughs, before biting his tongue a little when she continues, grimacing. Well done, Newton. He tries to just continue scrubbing, peering into the empty socket.]

--Sorry, man. That sucks. [What else are you supposed to say to that.] How old are you again? Should you guys be out on your own?