Calming a little at the gentle voices, the twins say in unison, "I am Esmerandia"
This last word is almost sung in harmony by the pair, each of them saying something slightly different, with their voices blending together to form the whole name.
"You are not going to hurt me?" says one as the other asks in earnest, "Did you kill him?"
Both of them reach for the blanket in hopes of recovering their naked forms as strangers stare at them.