Kio sat down, unfazed by the unusual name. He was slowly getting used to it, the way the others seemed to call themselves. Maybe he was the fifth son of a guy called Brainiac? Westerners could be so strange sometimes.

The refusal of candy only heightened Kio's pain. He frowned for a moment, saddened. "You don't like lollies? They always cheer people up. It might not be food, but it sure tastes better than the stuff they give us here, doesn't it?"

Kio wanted to wipe the boy's tears away and hug him, but Ophelia's reaction stopped him. The memory of that flinch was enough to make him stay still. "You don't look like it, you know," he replied blankly. "Who was that guy?"