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Evari blinked, looking rather impressed by this bit of information. A twin, huh? That was cool! She couldn't remember ever meeting anyone with a twin before. "That's cool. I have a little sister, she's nowhere near my age though." Would Cheryl like her? She knew Tyyne would find many reasons to like her and find her adorable, being perfectly capable of seeing past the creepy she was sure, but would Cheryl like her? She seemed to like Evari because of her glow...hm...would she like to see more of it? Evari looked down at herself for a moment and then at Cheryl, looking thoughtful while the girl tried to say her father's name. Anon...ee...muss? Anoneemuss? Anonehmiss? Whatever. It was a strange name. "Er..does he have a nickname're anythin'?" Please have a nickname. Please have a nickname. She didn't want to embarrass herself by calling out this guy's name and possibly saying it wrong since it seemed his little girl had trouble saying it herself.

When asked why she wouldn't be okay Evari blinked, now it was her turn to be confused. Was...that normal? Or did she not realize she was doing it? "Just seemed y'got a bit of a tick...your head keeps twitching." Was she cold? Was she okay?

...Why did Evari suddenly care so much?!

Well the twitching seemed to have stopped for now, that was good. Maybe she was cold..or tired? "Tyyne. She's got blonde hair, and the bottom half of her body is a deer. And she has fuzzy deer ears..and antlers." Evari wasn't quite sure why she was describing her sister to Cheryl, but why not? She was curious so she'd satisfy this girl's curiosity! Maybe they'd meet one day! Though Evari found that highly unlikely unless Mr. Hoodie brought Cheryl out somewhere...during the day. Away from the cemetery. Because there was no way Tyyne would go to a cemetery, much less go to one at night. She was getting a kick out of this 'Uncle Stitches' thing, maybe if she saw that rat b*****d again she'd call him Uncle Stitches. He'd love it! Not. Anon though, huh? Well okay then! That was much more helpful than the girl's previous answer. She couldn't blame her, really. What was Xai's who name? Xai...um...Xai...ko...? ********, Xai had a weird name. She could never remember it. "Well, since it's so quiet here I'm sure he'd hear us if we called for him." She explained with an encouraging smile, giving the girl's hand an affectionate squeeze.

She was fine? Really? Hm...but what if she was cold? She didn't seem to have a coat or anything. Maybe that really was why she was twitching, it was...shivering? Evari paused a moment to let go of Cheryl's hand, taking off her own fluffy coat to drape it over the girl's shoulders and pick her up, creepy spaghetti-sauce stained rabbit and all. If she didn't oppose it the glowing lady would put the girl on her hip, adjusting her a bit so the coat was covering her and not falling off. There! Much better, and now they could walk faster. Evari paused a moment, looking at herself and what she was doing. Why was she being so...what was the word...? No..not motherly. Hell no, Evari was not motherly. She was just...being nice. Yeah. "If you're sure. Just show me the way to go, 'kay?" Evari bounced her enough to balance her more securely, making sure the girl didn't lose her rabbit before she continued on her way.

"Anooooooon!" Evari called out, looking and listening for some sort of sign of Mr. Hoodie.

Anon had been digging. As always, he was in his own little world where few people could rouse him. While he worked, he thought he could hear someone call his name...but then again, that could have been the wind. Weirder things have happened before! Besides, he didn't recognize the voice at all, he didn't have anything to go by! In order, the only girls he had ever 'conversed' with could be VERY EASILY counted on one hand.

Victoria, Cheryl, and Roxy.

Yup. That was it. Everyone else he had met, to date anyway, were boys...or androgenous. No one else counted because they had been seen, not 'spoken' to. So it wasn't Evari's voice that dragged him from his focus.

It was Cheryl's. Quiet, creepy Cheryl's.

He looked over his shoulder towards the source of the voice. He spotted the brightly coloured thing before registering where Cheryl was, and just in case, he brought his shovel with him when he stepped out of the grave. Luckily it wasn't too deep, just to his knees; just...it might have looked like the Cadaver suddenly got a lot taller as he made his way towards them, his lips drawn together in a thin line, wondering what in god's name was going on. He wasn't too worried...Cheryl didn't seem upset or anything, but still. A stranger was holding his Daughter.

Words could not describe the levels of disappointment she felt for the idea that Tyyne didn't look as interesting as she thought. Not that it was bad or anything but she was sort of hoping her mental image matched up to what Evari was saying and it did not. Seemed as if the glowy-lady withheld vital information from her, silly Evari. She sighed a bit and nodded, "Okay," she murmured lightly accepting it. "She sounds pretty anyways," she replied idly.

She kept calling for her Daddy and when she saw him, despite being latched onto rather tightly, she wiggled happily. Cheryl loved her Daddy and it was evident by the way he didn't seem to frighten her despite the way he looked as he walked toward him. Cheryl smiled radiantly (for her) at the Cadaver as he approached, "Daddy! Daddydaddydaddy!" she called out happily.

Cheryl was not happy to see Anon, obviously.

She quieted when Evari spoke and nodded vigorously, "Sorry Daddy...I just wanted to see what the pretty glow was..."

Yes, Evari agreed that her sister was indeed very pretty. Maybe Cheryl would like her after all if she thought she was pretty without even seeing her. But for now the important thing was not dropping this excited little girl. Evari had never held a child before, she was guessing at all this. Was she doing this right? She hoped she was. It was good to see they had indeed found her daddy and not just some random creep with a shovel...like...a graverobber...or a murderer. It would suck to bring this girl to a crime scene.

Though she got the feeling the girl would hardly be effected by it.

This guy..Anon...he sure was quiet. Was he not even going to greet his daughter back or ask who the hell she was? Evari sure would want answers if her own daughter was carried to her by some stranger! She chuckled at Cheryl saying her glow was pretty, giving her an affectionate squeeze and lightening her hold. She felt...kind of better. This guy hadn't tried to swing that shovel at her yet or anything. God he was creepy. "That's right~. And now you know I'm a lady. Maybe I'll come back and see you again sometime, 'kay?" She chirped, glancing toward Anon again to see what he'd have to say about this. He...wasn't even moving. Was everything okay? She wasn't in trouble or anything, was she? She hadn't done anything wrong! Honest! But then his hands suddenly started moving and she blinked, watching the way they moved. Oh, sign language? That explained why he was so quiet. But what was he saying?! Evari turned her gaze to Cheryl, having a feeling the girl would be able to give her some kind of answers.

This Evari person wasn't really talking to him, so there was no point in his talking back to her, so speak. Instead he paid attention to his Daughter, watching how she interacted and responded to him. She may have forgotten her manners earlier, but he felt a wave of pride for the girl. While he loved both of his children as much as he was capable of, Cheryl would probably always hold a special place in his cold, unbeating heart.

'No harm done.' He signed to her apology, followed shortly by another round of signing. 'You are going to have to tell your friend that I am sorry, I do not have my writing tools with me.' Therefore, yes or no questions were preferred. As always he was quick to notice the slight grabby hands, and after shoving the spade of his shovel into the earth, he idly held out his arms for the girl; not in a demanding way just yet, but it was clear he wanted her back.

She was happy when the hug was returned and was even patted on the back. She didn't honestly mind the affection that Evari showed her and it was a little different considering it was a young woman doing so, most of the time it was the men of her family showing her affection.

Cheryl was being passed off to her Daddy and she took a moment to enlighten Evari about what Daddy was saying, "Daddy says he's sorry that he can't really talk to you cause he doesn't have his writing stuff with him," which was unusual for the girl but she decided not to mention it. Once she was in Daddy's embrace she just hugged Robbie and stared at Evari.

..Then there was that weird twitch.

Though she did protest, "It is cold...You should take your coat Evari, you'll get sick..."