"The best families usually are." Could he even call what he'd gotten here a family? His family at home was certainly strange, too, in its own way. At least he had someone he knew.

"A few, perhaps, but the lessons tend not to stick as well." The things he'd done to avoid pain were far more memorable than the ones he'd done for pleasure. Maybe it was just him, then, but he doubted it.

Cobweb was used to being looked at. If he was uncomfortable he didn't show it. He'd been a thing, a trophy, a prize to be shown off. In a way he even craved the attention. At home he was a legend and legends were there to be admired, shown off.

"How kind of you. I'm sure 'shining' is something no one else would call me."