it was a rather cold day in Fontaine, your brother and you were visiting. Being twin brother and sister was a fun talking point to people, not so much the orphan part. You both had toured most things inside the main city as dusk approaches and the sun starts to set you two head back to your hotel. On the walk there you catch a glimpse of a magic show happening, not having time you two don’t stop for too long before keeping along with your walk toward where you will be sleeping for the night. Once you both arrive due to leaky pipes the room becomes unavailable and with all other rooms booked you head back out into the street of Fontaine. Sitting on a park bench with a bag of chips you fall asleep on your brother's shoulder. it seems to be hours later, a warm heat feeling on your face makes your eyes shoot open, you didn’t fall asleep to fire like warmth- looking around you notice the fireplace, the couch, the desk, you skim over everything else until you realise whatever your sitting on has slightly moved, you look over to see a man around your age, blond hair, eyes like amethyst and a top hat with a red-y pink trim, you don’t recognise him but it’s Lyney, you look to the other side of the couch and you spot your twin brother passed out on someone that looks like a twin of the person your on, you keep looking around and you notice Arlecchino is sitting at the desk watching you, glancing over at your brother every so often, you also notice you're wearing an oodie, something you didn’t fall asleep with, it seems your brother is wearing the same, your brother seems peacefully asleep. You look at the man who’s holding you on his lap on this end of the couch, he’s quite warm, his hands are on your back and shoulder. You stare for a moment before deciding your next actions