[Evil Tink]

"Holden, I would never regret my time with you. Like you always say, 'we all have baggage'. It can't be helped. Shit happens on a daily basis." He looked up to Holden, "I had two sisters when I was still human. My oldest sister died of Pneumonia. Back then, the caskets were..rather tiny compared to today's. It was..almost..I don't know how to describe the shape." And so he drew out the shape in the air, "..like that. My other sister and I were 6, and she was 9. She was very short though, compared to Hayden and myself." He tensed slightly for a moment before relaxing. "I remember helping my father dig the hole...and helping him lower her in after the family said their final goodbyes." He sighed deeply, there were many more instances when he had witness the death of a young child, but the one of his oldest sister was of course, his most personal.

Solomon rarely ever mentioned his family; not even Alicia knew he had sisters, not to mention, almost no one in the vampire community did at that. He watched Holden's expression as he processed the information, "Believe me, I know how you feel at the moment."