We were. [ ... Are? Who knows, at this point. Elda shakes her head, and she leans back a little, hopping down to begin to pace some in a wide circle around the destruction she's caused, admiring it. ]

Henry and Calera's first was little Ren. I met him for the first time when he was four years old and he was adorable, the very spitting image of his grandfather! He's twenty-one now, and in a lot of ways, he's still like James. The boy I'm afraid inherited a lot of James's more unsavory traits, he's now a bit of a womanizer, and uses that appeal of his in order to find women he can continuously use to feed on.

[ She shakes her head ]

Still, I know he is a good boy, deep down.