Redhawk Caldera how the hell does a broken heart get back together when it's torn apart.

Finley blinked a few times to wipe away the haze that had settled in them to better see her son as he approached. He looked so perfectly like his twin, but the mother had never mistaken the pair of them for each other, not even before their eyes had changed. Still, it brought a slight twinge to her heart to see her lost daughter's likeness standing before her. But that slight twinge was nothing compared to the overwhelming guilt at seeing the sadness in Lagan's usually happy eyes and knowing she had caused it.

"Hey bud," Fin said, attempting to offer a smile but not doing the greatest, "You wanna come lie down?" She shifted to make room for him, uncurling and stretching into a sphinx-like position.