"I suppose brothers would bring that about in a person, yes," he replied. There was a little good humor in his voice, even if he was studiously ignoring Saga's previous statement.

He leaned an elbow on the table, propping his chin up, and watching Saga cook. He was quiet for a moment, just taking in the smells (and doing his best to ignore the noises his stomach was making in response). At length, he spoke, "Saga, may I ask you a question?"