[While he's not a guy who's normally into freebies, the candy offered and nudged towards him he decides, pretty quickly, is absolutely harmless. He'll take one of those, thanks, already plucking one up off the table, flicking it between his teeth in a clever motion before offering the pair one of his crooked, sideways smiles.]

Kin, huh? I guess that's a good way of putting it, I'd suppose. The Shepherds were pretty much the closest thing to family as any blood-related group of people. [He won't add in unecessary thoughts such as not really knowing how being a brother to someone worked, merely waving a hand at him as he settles in his seat.]

You been here as long as Babe has been, then? Or maybe a little longer? Under the impression that the folks what dragged us here aren't great at sending people back with any reliable deadline. [Might as well start the conversation rolling.] Learning that people here are from other Outrealms, too. Far from any home we're used to.