"No. They're dead. Long dead. There's descendants though. But I never even got to see my grandchildren. I got fifteen years with my children, and then they come and drag you off to Hell." She looked sad for a moment and sighed, shaking it off as quickly as she could. Her past was far behind her, way far. "I don't want to talk about it anymore, alright? It's the past. But there's not much else to me, I guess. Sorry. I'm not really very good at this," Abrielle said with a dry laugh.