[Freya will return the hug just as tightly, because it has been too long since she's been alone with her sister. She closes her eyes as she keeps her close, before pulling back and looking her sister over carefully.]
[It hasn't been as long for Rebekah, but considering everything that happened and how strange it feels to be here, she's going to keep close all the same.]
As alright as one can expect, given the circumstances.
[ all of freya's siblings are vampires. they've just finished clearing up why she isn't, but the rest of them are. and yes, there's a hybrid in the mix, but that still doesn't mean ... it's impossible, right?
Cami is here as well. But she is from earlier this year, before she became a vampire. She doesn't wish to know about the future and I have respected that.
[That being said:]
I have not given the same restrictions, but first I must ask what the last thing you remember is.
[The name catches her by surprise and hits her like a ton of bricks. While she didn't have the history that Marcel had with the rest of her siblings, she's still come to trust him, to think of him as family. Marcel's loyalty was so strong she can't imagine why he would turn on them.]
No. Lucien was dead by that point -- I only have the gist of what happened while I was daggered but none of it was good. Davina got killed because of our family. [She sees no need to tell Freya that it was her and Elijah's actions in particular that did it]
[She pauses because she doesn't really know how to explain this because ... well, it's really hard to explain.]
Being a hybrid, my brother is a creature that shouldn't exist. He is allowed the benefits and the detriments of both of his natures, and while vampires cannot procreate, werewolves can.
[Freya's eyes widen in response as she takes all of that in, knowing that for reasons beyond her, Klaus elected to lie to her. In some ways it may have been for the best, but she has to wonder how much blood has been spilled in her family's fall.]
The last thing I remember is when Davina was trying to break the sire lines. I haven't been home since I arrived in Wonderland four months ago.
It hasn't flared up here -- you had found a way to stave it off back home, at least temporarily. You had put us all under a sleep spell similar to the one Dahlia put you in. It created a dream world for us to interact together until more permanent cures could be found.
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