He looked up to Undertaker, watching him until he spoke again. And then nodded, hand moving up to touch his covered eye, tempted to ask about it but deciding that maybe he should ask when he actually saw it. How bad could it be?

"Is it really so bad?" The cult wasn't kind to any of the children, not really, but the twins had been special. Not so special that they slept anywhere nice, but they didn't try to mar their appearance too badly.