The leader, the follower, the aid, the brute, the cyanide.

[Simon-Says]

Fiera glared at her father and then went after Andrio. Erik sighed and looked away. He leaned against a building and thought, What have I done...? Why did I do that? He was just trying to tell them the truth, hiding it was holding him down.

[nagisa.]

Andrio cursed, spouting all kind of foul words in Italian. He growled, and slammed his foot into the side of an abandoned apartment. He grumbled, and kept walking.

[nagisa.]

Andrio cursed, spouting all kind of foul words in Italian. He growled, and slammed his foot into the side of an abandoned apartment. He grumbled, and kept walking.

[Simon-Says]

Fiera ran up beside Andrio and stuck close to him. She sighed. She didn't know what to think, really she didn't. Part of her wanted to run to Erik and through her arms around him, and the other part wanted to slap him until he bled. She was so torn.

[nagisa.]

Andrio could offer no words of comfort. He hated that man. He'd rubbed salt on some wounds, he'd thought had healed years ago. It burned. It reopened them. It was unbelievable that such a man was even related to his family. How?

[Simon-Says]

Fiera caught his arm and whispered, "Perhaps we should give him some time, Andrio...We only have each other now. What else can we do but try to put aside our differences...?"

[nagisa.]

He nodded, and smiled a bit. His little sister... Making the smart decision. He'd done well. He half hugged his sister, "Cara mia.."

[Simon-Says]

Fiera sighed, "I hate him too, but we have to try to stay together!" She looked him in the eyes and sighed a soft sigh.

[nagisa.]

He nodded, "Yes... Yes that would be wise." the boy hated it, but she was correct.

[Simon-Says]

She turned and began to walk back towards Erik, "Come join us when you're ready," she offered. She walked back to Erik, who looked up at Fiera as she approached. He smiled at her, but said nothing as she came to stand by him. She said nothing either.