Blossom noticed how Damian laughed and chatted intimately with the others. It was a far cry from the Damian she saw at their parents' house. She felt that her brother was more lively when he was outside.
'Spade seems more cheerful and happy to be around them,' she thought.
At the same time, Lucas walked up to Blossom and extended his hand.
"Hello, I'm Lucas! What's your name?" asked Lucas, happy to see Blossom playing with his twin sister.
"I'm... Blossom. I'm Spade's sister," replied Blossom, accepting Lucas' hand.
"Spade?" asked the boy in confusion.
"Oh... You must call him by his first name, he's Damian."
"Oohh... Uncle Damian's little sister!"
Hearing his name being called, Damian turned his head and smiled. "Yes, she's my little sister. She's your aunt, Lucas."
"Little aunt?"
"I'm not little, I'm nine years old!" said the girl.
"Lucas is seven, that's only two years difference!" he said happily.
