"It didn't feel lke a right of passage at the time. It felt awful."
Lucia wasn't sure how families really worked, and so his confession of only having known Nik for such a short time invoked only a slow nod from her. She took another slow sip of Moonshine, and this time could not help the way her left eyelid fluttered slightly as the homemade liquid went down. "Baba Violette... she's your grandmother, then?" She had seen the old woman once or twice here in the Village, and had heard her more times than that, but had never interacted with her.
It was easy to forget sometimes that Nik was old, too.