Eliza lifts her chin off the counter to peer at the mugs Anya had. Coffee. Her still fuzzy brain demanded it. She allowed the sun glasses to slide down and she smiled like a cat about to get cream.
"Thanks. Um. Anya." She peers at her count Earth half-sister. "You know what's weird for me? My Mom said Anya was on the list. Of names she and my Dad bounced back and fourth."
She shrugs and sits up fully. "Well aside from everything else."
She finds the fact they look so much alike makes them being sisters a little less weird.
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