For all that Akito was aware of where he was, Romulus certainly was not. This was his reality for as long as he wanted it to be. It was a simpler time, one where he had his brother and the world wasn't fair but at least it never failed to make sense. Part of him missed it while the rest wanted it to be put to rest.

"The master's estate," he answered. Although he actually did know where they were located, it was not his place to say as such. Any visitors would know where they were, and any trespassers would only know they were there by the tenuous grace of the landlord. The longer he watched the two of them, the more his heart began to ache. It was like... it was like—

"There you are, Romulus," said another voice. Or was it the same? They were certainly very similar, and the man that owned the voice had a face identical to Romulus. He stopped momentarily at seeing Akito and Agito, and then his stride became more purposeful. He stood aside Romulus and placed a protective hand on his brother's shoulder. "Who are these people?"