Callan hadn't been surprised by the news, though. He'd sensed it about Declan long before he ever knew it about himself. "Ya wanna see somethin' crazy?" he asked, reaching for his wallet. He opened it, producing a picture of a small boy with long hair and dark eyes, another boy with short, neat hair, dressed nicely with bright blue eyes, and a beautiful tiny blonde girl standing next to the blue eyed boy. "Becha don't know who that fuckin' crew is, do ya?"