They're awesome. Daddy adopted me and my dog both, and he's not one of those guys that made it weird - he didn't lord it over me that I'm adopted. I'm his daughter. He loves me. And my brothers are mine, they love me too. And Mom's fantastic, I'll bring you some cookies she just made.
Artan? Not as well, but a little bit. My not-big brother is married to his daughter. ... one of the weirdest things about here is that some people that are here right now are technically in their past, my little brother included. He should be ten, and there is a ten-year-old here that's my brother Cassie, but there's a guy that's twenty-something that's older and uh. Still my brother. But married. And old.