Blackfeather Woods Listen to them, the children of the night. What music they make!

Damien observed his uncle's reaction to the revelation of their kinship, coming to be strangely pleased by the pain he knew he'd seen in the older male's face. That meant he cared, about them, about Meldresi, about Pietro and the rest. He could be trusted (to some extent, at least) and Damien was relieved to have made the right choice by bringing him home.

Potema explained the family tree further, giving details that may or may not have brought a frown upon Damien's face. Bane deserved no mention, no recognition least of all the name Blackfeather. But it was true anyway. Their father was a deserter, as was the twins'. Both scum of the worst kind. Perhaps Meldresi's offspring had been cursed like that, which wouldn't surprise Damien at all.

"Both of their heads are to be removed... Nothing personal," slipped through, to which he reacted by looking away, ashamed and enraged.