[He offered a small, sad smile to that. It wasn’t a bad question, but it took him a moment to answer. He had a hard enough time sorting through his own memories on an average day, and there had been so many bad days... But there had been good things, good times. He just needed a moment to draw the curtain across the bad memories, the fresh ones still playing on his mind, at least for the moment.]

They were very sweet, I um... I think you would have liked them.

After my sister disappeared and the landlady took me in, they just— they accepted me immediately? Decided I was family. [A small, fond expression crossed his face as he took another sip of scotch.] Identical look-a-likes, but so different from each other at the same time.

Daniel was always the funny one of the two of them, even if I didn’t always get the jokes. While Hubert was the one with all the plans, all the interesting ideas and schemes.