[Far too soon for Izumo's liking, they make it to the house and he opens his eyes.
Already, standing there was a man who appeared to be an older version of Izumo, if only with narrowed eyes and a permanent scowl etched onto his face. Beside him stood a woman, beautiful even with wrinkles on her face, but her eyes were cold like ice and her smile sharp as razors.
The car slowly comes to a stop and Izumo places a hand on top of Eric's head.]
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Already, standing there was a man who appeared to be an older version of Izumo, if only with narrowed eyes and a permanent scowl etched onto his face. Beside him stood a woman, beautiful even with wrinkles on her face, but her eyes were cold like ice and her smile sharp as razors.
The car slowly comes to a stop and Izumo places a hand on top of Eric's head.]
Remember what I've told you.