It was strange for Siubhan to finally find her father, the one person she'd really tried to seek out her entire life. And now she was living under the same roof with him, trying to get to know him in her own way. To say she was curious about him was an understatement, she wanted to know everything. She wanted to know where she came from, who he was. However, her shy exterior prevented her softening up to everyone until she got to know them better. She couldn't help it, it was just how she was wired. She was more like her mother in that respect, but her mother was all she knew so of course she'd act more like that. Yet she was trying to push through this to get to know Charlie. Her plan was to get close to him and then drop her bomb, but who knew if that's how it would really go. Maybe she'd tell him sooner rather than later. Everytime she ran into him in the house, the truth was at the tip of her tongue, just waiting to be said.
Siubhan laughed at his reaction to her television choice, fully knowing that that was how he'd react. He was somewhat predictable in his typical male reactions. She didn't really care about the tv show, so she tossed the remote back to him. "I was just getting you back for not putting clothes on. You can continue to channel surf as if it's an Olympic sport again if you want." She wasn't about to run him off now while they had some quality time together without the rest of the pack hovering around, and who knew when they'd get time like this again. "Well don't reconsider. I need a distraction from studying, so I'm glad someone's home to give me one. Besides I don't think we've really hung out before. We can bond." Reaching for the throw blanket on the back of her seat, she threw it at him, still insisting he cover up. "So where are you from, Charlie? I know you're not an original Colorado pack member. Tell me your story. I'm intrigued."