Cynthia
"Yeah, yeah, you don't need to introduce yourself to me," Raven quickly snapped, bitter as ever it seems, and the shook hands as quickly as possible. Some luck this was. She'd found a member of her family, but it was entirely the wrong one. "Life? Treating me? Hmph, I think you know by now that life doesn't treat me well. I ended up leaving home... Guess you did the same, but I never expected you to become a dead inside artist looking fellow." She honestly hadn't seen her brother, or anyone from her family in years. More than ten in fact, ever since she left home. But at the time, Damon was still a teenager. She hadn't expected him to recognize her, but here they were.
"That hoity toity girl invited us all her for a vacation. I needed it..." Raven eventually settled down on the nearest tombstone. "What about you? It's been ages huh?"
Lori
Damon humed, the man rolled his eyes slightly at his sister's comment. The man shook his head and spoke "Life hasn't been too kind to me throughout the years as well." The man sighed and set his hair aside from his face. "It's been a decade or so I guess meaning it has been quite a while but I left home not too long after you. The Kanto reigon was interesting to visit, I stayed in Lavender Town for a bit but I've been doing things in a far off reigon."

"I don't do much besides upkeep a museum aka my gym, freelance art, and taxidermy which explains my 'artsy' look. " The man used air quotes when saying artsy, he glanced at his Cofagrigus then back at Raven "I guess I need a vacation too, my back has been killing the last few years." Damon patted his Cofagrigus on the head and began to ponder. 'Why does *She* Have to be here, that's one more thing to avoid in the future while I'm on this bloody island.'
Cynthia
Looks like Allison was the only person life ever treated well. Raven wasn't surprised though. Her sister may not have deserved everything she got, mainly- death, and the birth of her son, and she was the loveliest person to ever come out of this family. "Honestly... I left and moved on from everything that happened in Galar. I guess it's easier said than done." She looked at him, a scowl slowly growing on her face. She was never a fan of younger siblings. Especially *Her own* Younger siblings. Especially her brother.

"You're an artist now?" She asked curtly. "Why does that not surprise me..." Raven pursed her lips, as she blew out more smoke from her cigarette. Why did her brother have to be here? That just adds one more person on this island that she much rather avoid.
... 
"So... Heard from Allison since you left?" She eventually asked, after a long, and really awkward silence. Of course, her sister died six years ago, but Raven hadn't exactly gathered with the rest of the family to mourn her. She found much more effective ways of dealing with sadness. Mainly, destroying anyone who stood in her way.