"Our mother is a dragon." Luciana stared at her sister, Sera, who was sitting next to her wife Tear. "Last night I dreamt of her... and she was big and black and-"
Sera held up a hand. "Wait, Luci, you never knew this beforehand?"
Luciana shook her head. "No, I didn't... why do you ask?"
Sera laughed slightly, scratching the back of her neck. "You didn't find this Crystal I wear strange at all?"
"Or the fact she can become a dragon?" Tear asked.
Luciana's eyes widened. "I-I never put much thought into it before. But now that I think of it... it does start to make sense." She sighed outwardly. "It seems everything is starting to make sense little by little."
Sera just nodded at this. "Well, what about stuff you notice about yourself? Your temper for one..."
"Hey-!" Luciana acted shocked, but couldn't help smiling in her head. "I'll have you know this temper is what kept me alive all these years, Sera!"
"And your eyes too, I bet," Sera said, "those dragon's eyes make aiming that large rifle of yours a breeze, don't they?"
Luciana put a hand to her face. "M-my eyes? Now that you mention that too..." she sighs. "I'm such a blind idiot."
Sera shook her head, ten poured tea for the three of them. "Don't say that. Smarts have nothing in a fight... at least not always."
Tear and Luciana nodded, Luci responding to Sera's comment. "You're right there."