That Ophelia doesn't reply immediately with some boastful taunt speaks to the sheer power of the portrait on the wall before the two of them. She can't keep her gaze from it, their mother in the center, holding Flavia while Daphne and herself stand by her side. Even without their father present in the picture, they appear so much the normal family; the kind of family like Ophelia's friends all seem to possess.

So when Flavia asks her what she remembers, she finds herself so unguarded as to answering before she can help herself.

"It was warm out, I remember that," she says in a voice barely above a whisper. "You wouldn't stop babbling, 'like a little brook,' Mummy used to say. I don't think any of us wanted to sit still. It was too nice of a day out not to run around and play."