“They did?” The boy sounded a little confused at that, if only because adoption was still a weird concept to the boy. He knew what it was in theory, but in a world like his? It was as much a fairy tale as any other children’s story was. His earliest memory, one that he sometimes thinks predates even the tower and the cycle he was caught in… was in an orphanage, and that hadn’t gone any better than any other experience around the Pale City had. So, because the boy was distracted, and it was helping to talk about anything but his fears… “Is adoption actually a thing people really do?”