Guilt crossed Kairos's expression for a split second. "Let's not talk about that now, hm? We can catch up later. For now, I need to speak to Mum. Where is she?"
"In her room, but you can't speak to her-"
"Seline, who's there?" The voice of a young boy called out from somewhere in the house. She abruptly turned to look at Kairos and me with wide, guilty eyes.
"Uh oh." She whispered and Kairos made a face.
"I told you not to open the door!" The boy, who I was assuming was Kairo's brother, exclaimed as he entered the hallway where we were.
He was the boy version of his sister, with the exact same colouring of skin and hair, yet everything in his demeanour screamed Kairos. But maybe that was because he was glaring at us murderously.
Simon turned his angry gaze to his twin and whisper-hissed some words I couldn't understand, causing Kairos to let out a sigh.
"I can still understand Greek, Symon." He said and Symon rolled his eyes.
"That's surprising, seeing as you've been away for months." 
"You know that wasn't my fault. I cannot be in the same place as... him."
Symon's hands clenched into fists. "But we're supposed to? We have to just suck it up whilst you run around with your fancy friends?"
Kairos sighed again and turned to his sister, his tone softer. "Hey, why don't you show my friend your toys? Or something nice in your room?"
"Don't tell her what to do. We're not going to let a stranger into our room." Symon snapped but his anger was directed at Kairos, who frowned.
"She's not a stranger, she's my friend. And I can tell you want to talk to me, so we can talk one on one, yeah? Seline doesn't need to be around to see that."
Seline was looking between the two uncertainly, so I reached out and touched her shoulder lightly. "What sort of toys do you have?"
"Lots of dolls. One kinda looks like you." She told me quietly and I smiled.
"If you want to show me, I'd love to see it. Only, if that's okay with you and your brother?" I turned to Symon for confirmation. To his credit, his anger had lessened as he eyed me, then turned to Kairos.
"She's your friend?" Kairos nodded and BOY shrugged.
"Whatever. Sel, just make sure mum doesn't see her, or else she'll freak." 
She nodded, taking me by the hand and leading me down the hallway. I glanced back at Kairos who nodded at me, but was still tense.
We arrived at her room, small and modest with one side clearly her brothers and the other hers, based off the toys and colours. Seline wringed her hands, glancing up at me.
"It's small, because the baby has a room to herself." She told me quietly, and I nodded.
"What's the baby's name?"
"She doesn't have one yet. Mum wants to give her a Greek name, like the rest of us, but Dad doesn't like that. Here, this is the doll that looks like you!"
I looked at the doll, only to receive a jump scare, but I plastered a smile onto my face. "Wow, she's... something! Where has her clothes gone? And... her hair?" The only thing me and the doll had in common was the permanent plastic smile stuck on our faces. 
Seline shrugged, jumping on the bed. "I had to give her a makeover, because she looked so pretty all the time, and it made me jealous." She flopped onto her back with a loud sigh. "I told Mum I wanted a dress like hers and she said no!"