"So, who was that man earlier?" Leo inquired out of plain curiosity. "I went out to the garden earlier, and I saw someone with you. I've never seen him before."
Hera licked her lips as she put down the tart she had been eating. "He's my uncle."
"Uncle?" Leo furrowed his brows. "Like… a real uncle or…?"
"Haha. He's my uncle, though not biologically," she explained, keeping it short and simple. "He's like a father figure to me, someone who would do anything for me."
"He sounds like a good man."
"He was."
Leo looked at her with conflict in his eyes. "I see."
"To be honest, I don't know." Hera shook her head as she sighed. "He shouldn't be here. He should be somewhere else, but seeing him here with Frank… tells me a lot."
