"Yeah... I hear you. Afraid you'll leave and find dear sweet brother hanging around?" It was said out of jest. Honestly, it was not supposed to be anything more then a joke, she swears! The moment these words left Yang's mouth, Sveta heard the door open downstairs. It was late... who the hell was walking in this  late at night... and more importantly why?<br/><br/>The sounds of footsteps clomped up stairs towards Sveta's room, paralyzing her. "Sveta, you there? You went silent?" A pause. "Sveta?" As Yang's voice fulfilled the phone, another came through the door.<br/><br/>"Sveta, you still up?" It was a distantly familiar tone. "Sis, it's late... You really should be asleep." A name would be tugging at the end of her tongue... one she  couldn't quite remember. Think, Sveta, think...was it... Vincent? Yeah... It was Vincent. Her brother, Vincent ap Io.