It meant everything, anything, all of it. He'd stayed there, made her breakfast, couldn't be bothered to call the little sister, couldn't be assed to talk to her when she'd glared at him in class yesterday...

Everything.

"You'll be waiting a while," she said, going for her desk and grabbing up her purple notebook, the important one, and hugging it close to her. "Because I shouldn't have to explain this."