Age had never been something very solid for Orion. His awareness of vampires, shifters, long lived supernaturals, and his Baba Violetta, did nothing to distinguish one's age by their physical appearance. He could not sense what the people around him were, so he just accepted things as he saw them. Orion chuckled at the blush of colour in her cheeks at the question, but then Orion did not look for more info on their relationship. It was for them to know, not him.
"It's more about what I am and less about family." He picked up the bottle and took another swig of the hot liquid. "But Baba will end up checking in on you too since you're with him. She likes her strays."
Orion blew a sigh out of closed lips vibrating them. "Talbot was a stray really. There's a fae family out there who owns him and probably is looking for me to add to their collection. So strays in trouble- that's her type of children."