Dom rolled her eyes. Teddy wasn't a morning person, but she wasn't too worried about waking him up. It was her after all, and she was sure Teddy would at least be a little happy to see her. "But...how d'you mean fictional? I'm as flesh and blood as you are."
She followed Vic to the living room, settling herself gracefully on the couch while taking in her surroundings. Dom knew exactly what Vic meant with their stubbornness. They were so thickheaded sometimes. "Vic, Teddy could never hate you," she said, noticing the sadness in her sister. "What happened?"