[He shakes his head quietly, standing awkwardly as he tries to decide what to do with himself now. Finally he heads to a chair not far from her and sits down, propping his elbow on the arm with his chin on his hand, mulling over just what's been going on. What he has to ask is probably kind of... sensitive, so it's a good thing Luke isn't here.]
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...We're not adopted, are we?