She was quiet for a moment before holding up two fingers. "Two whole years, Jack. Two. Whole. Years."
She gave him a crooked grin, taking both his hands and leaning back playfully. "Cause I don't have any siblings? That you know of?"
She frowned before expression became decisive and she set down, picking at blades of grass. "You really ought to trust her more. Natalia has more sense than to lie to the person who helped her and protected her for years."
He shifted, waking, his eyes fluttering open. They were always more intense than Avice would expect, the harshness of the cold blue contrasting with his gentle face. In another world, it would be easy to see those eyes in a surgery, cold and calculating. At this moment, however, they were studying her, his gaze thoughtful. "What are you doing?"