"Oh Hun." Mira stepped forward and slipped her arm around her boy, carefully as she was doing it all by feel. "Being away from family is hard." She could sympathize with him there. It made her feel a little guilty that she had not seen her brother yet. Mira remembered she was first brought to the children's facility, how alone she'd felt. She'd also been in mourning, which seemed to have made every bad thing in the world that much worse at the time. "Would it help to talk to someone about them?" She offered. "But sometimes remembering the good times can help." Or at least it had helped her, and it helped her not forget.