[The laugh that leaves him is sharp, because it's sudden and breaks its way out of him in the same way it breaks through his brief melancholic brooding, and he lays his hand over hers.]

Mine started out as a pair of vicious twins who liked to smack me with police batons and kick me into the Velvet Room. Justine and Caroline. They later merged into Lavenza. ...that part's kind of a long story.