"Just hypothetically speaking."

"Actually, Jacob, could you come and speak with me for a moment? In private?"

Nod. Follow.

"Jacob, I asked some people on Bet to do some digging, and I think we found your mother."

Slow nod.

"I thought you might want to know that. We don't have to do anything about right now. Or ever, if you'd rather."

"Okay."

"I apologize if that was upsetting."

Shrug. "Dunno."

"Do you need a hug?"

Nod.

Hug.

Hug.

"Are you okay with the others staying here for the time being?"

Nod.

"You're very mature for your age."

Shrug.

Meanwhile, Martin is chatting with Carol. "So you have a twin?"

"...I dunno if I still do."

"Because she'll be older?"

"Yeah. And remember more things, and I was a villain."

"But you weren't anymore."

"But she doesn't know that and she won't meet me and go 'oh okay that's alright let's be sisters again'!"

Martin looks over at Stan, who is currently squabbling with Charles about something. "Maybe twins are overrated."

"They're not."