"I was, at first. After I told Father that I hated him I figured out that you meant it towards him and not me." Lia just blinked at her brother when he said he was a rockstar. "You did have one heck of an imagination as a kid Zacky." On top of the musical she had been watching the news sort of. Sure enough there's her brother being interviewed. "Okay, I believe you," Cecelia finally admits.<br/><br/>Her face darkens a little bit when he asks about their parents. "Mom's doing a whole lot better. Father passed on about four years ago from insomnia." Lia doesn't like thinking about that. Fatal familial insomnia could be passed genetically. She hadn't had the guts to get tested for it yet. Which also means Zachy could have it to. "Zachy....what father died of could be passed done to us. I haven't been tested for it yet. You should be aware of that." Lia sits fiddling with a pen in computer chair.