((I don't mind at all. I'll find you a picture so you have a face to go with the name. And don't worry about the short post. I can understand writer's block.))

Isis blushed when she felt Lost kiss her forehead. It made her feel comforted, and she liked that feeling. From the corner of her eye, Isis saw that Lost had finally caught sight of his brother and chose to ignore him. She really wished they would get along. It didn't even have to be forever, just for once at least. She put this thought to the back of her mind. "Mother was the only one who knew about Calla. Now you do too. I feel a little better having told you about her." In truth, Isis felt so much more relieved to have told Lost. It seemed like there was a weight that had been lifted from her shoulders.