It had clicked a while ago for me. The high cheek bones and wide eyes were a trait that you didnt find in everyone. On Damien, it was very attractive, model-esque almost. On Gabriel it was cute, sweet and gave him an air of innocence.  Gabriel... Had been killed. Was dead. Gone. And I could take a wild guess that their parents weren't exactly alive. Tears burned in my eyes, stinging behind my lids and I squeezed my eyes shut. I could feel Damien flinch in my hand, his head turning back and forth from confusion. I bit my lip, a trickle of crimson flowing down my lip.<br/>"D-Damien?" I choked. He looked at me, brushing finger tips over my eyes lids.<br/>"Akello... Why are they talking about my brother? Do they know where he is?" He tone brightened. "Oh! Please! Take me to him! Please Akello... Where is he?" I let out a weak sob, tear drops managing to make a track down my dirt smudged cheeks. I slipped my fingers out of his hand and pressed them to his face, making sure our eyes were locked.<br/>"Liebe ... Er ist tot." (Love... He's dead.) There was a moment of silence as his eyes widened at the German words. The tears that slipped down my cheeks must have given him a hint. "Q-Q-Q-Que?" I could see Raeven already in the trees with Sheanne beside her, Jinx close behind. I wasn't totally sure how I would tell the Spaniard beside me his brother was gone and he could see the killer. I couldn't tell and probably never will. Instead, I made sure our eyes were locked again and took a shaky breath.<br/>"He's gone Damien. You're brother... He's dead." I watched his eyes widen, then fall, then widen again before they fell shut, a strangled cry escaping his throat.