Being able to finally say that they were truly my family, and that I could address them as such was an interesting feeling; I had... almost always - after the first few months or so, anyways - considered them as my family.
A mixture of the instincts of the body I had inhabited, my brain developing like it had once before, the state of my mind and the craving I had for a family yet again, the need for something stable and warm and loving compared to what I did have before... all of that merged together and allowed me to easily accept them as family, but now I could finally say it.
Perhaps it was late, but like many people say, it's better late then never, and I would have to agree; for the longest time, I had looked at Mother Ria and seen her as the Countess - someone I was to look at from a confusing distance that was both far and close, and someone that I needed to treat with respect but also someone that I was far too close to to always address by their title...
