Andrew snorts in amusement. He gets that it's sharing its name, but it's almost comically apt. "And he's been a secret ever since," he chuckles. He's...not sure how he feels about that. Just how long has Daine been carrying around a whole person he didn't know about? Stepping closer, he reaches a hand out, not touching Secret but putting his fingers near as if to ask permission.
"I'm Andrew," he tells the darking, though he can guess that he probably already knows.
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"I'm Andrew," he tells the darking, though he can guess that he probably already knows.