He curled up tighter against him, head leaning into his side and one hand grasping his robes. There was no chance he'd ever forget the last time he'd seen them. The twins had gone to bed after a special dinner and cake. They'd gotten a story, no objections that night to the twins curling up in bed together. And then waking up not long after.

"It was our birthday." He couldn't remember what had woken him up, he just had. A scream, a crash? "I... don't know how long ago that was. There are no windows where we were."