Teyha sighed, and watched her older brother walk in front of them, far enough to not hear their hushed whispers. "Stuck with you?" She questioned, and raised a hand, looking at the chain that linked them together. She pulled on it with a frown, "Do you mean to say that I am not imagining this?" She asked quietly. "Or do you mean I'm imagining all of this? The falling stars, meeting you, this odd chain...? Am I asleep or delusional?"<br/><br/>She folded her arms quietly, watching Leon as they walked. "And my parents work for the federal bureau of prisons. My dad is a guard and my mother evaluates the prisoners to see who is ready to be reintegrated into society."