That, he figured, must have been what an Asa was. He'd heard stories, and now they made sense.

Which meant the other one had to be a Joel.

"Ronan," the man greeted warmly, his eyes alight. Then, turning towards him, "Ange — oh." A frown hit his brow.

"Raven," Ronan corrected with a snigger. "Oh, fuck, I forgot how funny it was when people don't know they're clones. Azey! Get your dino-butt over here."

With a scree, and a massacre of limbs that sent the blond pinwheeling into a painful heap, the kid leapt to his feet like a spring and fired away at Ronan, barreling right into him, almost...