In the Reinhart Family Household, there situates a nice abundant little garden, the center of which acts as the site of a seating arrangement. An incredibly fancy sizeable table surrounded by four comfortable chairs. Two of these chairs are vacant. The other two?...
"It been quite a while, hasn't it sister?"
"Not long enough in my view. But I guess it can't be helped. The death of a direct family member of the Reinhardt Family isn't something to be taken lightly, so of course it warrants the instant gathering of all other members."
"You say that...however He isn't here."
"You know exactly why that's the case. He's a different breed. He has certain specific responsibilities we can only hope that one day, dad will trust us with as well."
"... Father... I wonder how he's feeling right now."
"He just recently lost his youngest son. How do you think he's feeling?"
