My younger brother. Adoptive; his family took me in. I remember more of him as an adult than I do of him as a child but- he was shorter than me. Children are. Blond. Had this laugh that gurgled out of him like water from an old faucet. Biggest eyes I've ever seen on a young boy. And he would follow me everywhere. The day I was sent away was hard on us both. I didn't see him or hear from him again until I left the order.

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He was the first person I went to, actually. I didn't even know if he'd remember me, he was so young when I'd gone. But he did. He grew up tall. Filled out. Still laughed like a faucet, though. And his young boy, Maten, had the second biggest eyes I've ever seen. Sweet child, very curious.