"No no it doesn't. I wish it were a bad dream and that we'd wake up soon," Demetri sighed. He'd seen far too much death lately and something told him that wasn't changing anytime soon either. And at times like this, he had a feeling that their father was close to the surface of all the Blake children.
He turned his head to look at her and smiled. "It's good to see you too. I've missed our walks and horseback riding." Demetri sighed, looking just a bit sad. "I have missed you three, so much and too wished it didn't bring such a solemn event to bring us all together again."