She walked over to her father, and put her arms around his neck. Damian stood awkwardly behind Celine, watching as Celine hugged her father. Her parents didn't appear to have noticed him yet.

"Where's mommy and daddy?" Celine questioned, referring to the woman sitting in a chair near the kitchen entrance.

"Out." Damian answered honestly.

Celine smiled as she pulled away from her father. She looked over at Damian. His face was unreadable. It was as if he was holding back something.

"Let's go upstairs." Celine suggested.

"Sure." Damian nodded his head.

"Don't stay up too late." Celine called to her mother.

"We won't." The woman chuckled.

Celine led Damian...