The father pointed outside where he sat. "He's right outside. I'll call him." Then his head turned to where Danny sat. "Danny! Come over here! I got someone who you should meet!" Danny began to rise from his seat and walked over to them. His bangs covered a bit of his eye sight, but he could see things fine. He looked at her face. "Rebecca, this is Danny. Danny, this is Rebecca...your twin sister."<br/><br/>Danny was silent for a moment. His head looked down, so as to not see his eyes. So as no one could see his rage. "I don't have a sister." He spoke bitterly. "She's dead." Then his eyes looked at Rebecca. "I don't know who you think you are, but you're not my sister at all." And with that, he began to walk back from where he sat at.<br/><br/>The father shook his head in grief. It was starting to be a bad idea. "I'm sorry Rebecca." He spoke softly. "He's...not usually this angry."