Immortal Mansion

Deluca tilted his head at her. "Are you sure you're okay?"

She nodded.

"Alright good."

She smiled slightly.

"So..." he started quietly.

She looked at him, wondering what else he was going to say.

"So...I have I idea what to say..." He laughed.

She giggled.

"Boy do I feel stupid..." He laughed shaking his head.

"Why do you feel stupid?"

"I just don't know what else to talk about."

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((That's fine.))

She smiled.

Deluca smiled at her. "So uh tell me more about your life...like where you lived or whatever."

"Well, I was originally born in Russia."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah, Soviet Russia, my father worked in the army, my mother was a seamstress, I had two brothers, both older." She told him about some happy times in his life. "What about you?"

"Sounds nice really. Uh I was born in Florida my dad never knew about me and my mom was really young. She gave me up when I was like a year old and I was suffled around mostly." He shrugged.

"And now you've got the girls?"

"Uh kinda yeah...they're not exactly my sisters but to us they are..."

"That's what it' like for me,Elsa, Peter and Kol, only Elsa and Kol are related."

"I didn't like any of the other kids growing up, but when the girls showed up at the home as just tiny babies I liked them. Never left their sides again..."

"You're really good with them."

"I try. I've been with them ten years now."

"And they are both wonderful, thanks to you."