Fin started banging on the door, demanding to be let out and cussing at Wolfe. Raven let the frown he had been holding in come out. He shook his head a little, feeling bad for the kid. But what else were they supposed to do with him?

"... Should we tell Nic?" Raven asked, not sure what to do.

Wolfe seemed to be thinking about that. Finally, with a sigh, he shook his head, "Not yet. Laurel's still fighting through her dehydration." He paused before deciding, "Once she's recovered, we'll tell him... Maybe tell them both at the same time."

Raven paused before nodding a bit.

Wolfe shook his head a little, "I doubt he'll believe us until he sees Seraphim," he murmured to Raven, "I hardly believe it myself."

"... They don't really look that similar," Raven noted. "... I wonder if they'll look more similar once he finishes growing."

Wolfe shrugged, "With the ability to make genetic changes, siblings don't necessarily look alike anymore," he noted.

"... He doesn't look like his mother could afford much," Raven noted.

Wolfe shrugged, "Neither couldn't Nic's. Gave him more freckles is all. And the difference of one parent is huge."

Raven nodded, a little lost in thought.

In the morning, Laurel woke slowly, blinking groggily around the room.

The room smelled like coffee. Nic was sitting beside her with his tablet out. It looked like he had showered and changed.

Laurel yawned a little as she turned to him, "That smells good..." she commented before trying to sit up.

Nic let Laurel try as he quietly finished something on his laptop.

Laurel took a little sip and sighed, "I'm hungry," she decided, "How long have I been out?"

Nic put down his tablet and took the coffee from Laurel. "Almost a day," he explained.

Laurel shook her head a little, "Everything's kinda fuzzy..." she frowned a little.