"What are you grinning at, sister?" the Ghost says slowly, deliberately stretching the last word. "I dream of painting the world with your blood, brother" she depicted on her face the most charming smile she was capable of and hoped that it did not resemble a grimace. "Explains your overly blissful look" his nostrils flared and the girl had to try hard to hide the fun on her face. They are both deprived of their former lives, because now they are half-brother and sister.