"Uncle Zyran, why are your eyes so blue?" Abby asked, reaching to touch Zyran's face.
Zyran closed his eyes and then opened them, "It's because I fell from the sky."
Abby gasped, her eyes widened. "How can an adult lie so well?"
Zyran almost choked while laughing. "Aren't you too smart for your age? When I was a kid, I believed everything."
"I don't want to believe Uncle Zyran was a dumb kid. Never." Abby shook her head, walking around the room they'd been playing in, with her hands behind her back.
Zyran tilted his head and turned. He noticed the other twin was staring at the crib. He couldn't get the children to play elsewhere but the nursery.
"Do you wish you were still a baby so you could get into it?" Zyran asked, ruffling the boy's hair. "If you want it, I can ask them to make one for you."
Abby giggled, her hand covering her mouth. "I'm going to tell all the girls crushing on him that Axel isn't some smart-pants but a baby too."
