Felicia smiled softly as she was held...listening to the voices of her 'brothers and her father' talking....technically she was older than everyone else in the building, yet her emotional age was the second youngest...soon to become the youngest as Kenji had aged enough to start talking.<br/>"Wot's majines?"  He asked Dante with a childlike curiousity, his pure, dove white hair now shoulder length as he looked roughly about two years old.<br/><br/>((It's going to be fun when he grows up.  *lol*))