Hope Mikaelson + Davina
The sound of her aunt approaching pulled Hope's attention away from the heads just visible above the water's surface and she smiled at her. It might seem strange that Hope would have an aunt the same age as her, but she was from years in the future past most of her family here and when you came from a family of immortal beings, age could be kind of relative. Her dad definitely didn't look old enough to be her father and neither did her mom, but that had never felt weird growing up.
"Hey, Aunt D," she greeted her. She didn't see nearly enough of Davina at home. One of the good parts of this island was getting to spend more time with her. Usually, in their own world, those interactions were mostly limited to emails and face time calls.