...yes, he was really not sure if he should actually stay or not. Those two were close, obviously so, and it made Adelheid feel awkward. And lonely; he wished that he was back with his dear sister, so he wouldn't be so alone. If she was there, he wouldn't be feeling all of the doubt or the pain! If only she was...
He shook his head, offering a slight smile as he pushed a cup of tea to both of them, taking his own back before considering how to answer the question. "I was born in Germany," he decided at the start, realizing that he'd never given his last name. "My full name's Adelheid Bernstein, but please call me Adel."
And even though he was getting used to the idea, he still prepared himself for the inevitable moment when it would click, his family history would press on his shoulders, and both of them would proceed to hate him fully. It was just a matter of instinct.
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He shook his head, offering a slight smile as he pushed a cup of tea to both of them, taking his own back before considering how to answer the question. "I was born in Germany," he decided at the start, realizing that he'd never given his last name. "My full name's Adelheid Bernstein, but please call me Adel."
And even though he was getting used to the idea, he still prepared himself for the inevitable moment when it would click, his family history would press on his shoulders, and both of them would proceed to hate him fully. It was just a matter of instinct.