A shiver raced through him even as she curled into his side further, and there was a small sound of surprise when she enveloped them in a blanket fort of sorts. But Simon didn't question her, instead just sliding down further, hiding against the world around them. "You're going to catch my cold if you keep so close to me," he warned her before growing quiet, letting his eyes fall shut as he let out a sigh, warm against her side.
Her question was one that he had thought on many times in the past, though now it carried more weight with the identity of his twin discovered. "Maybe... they died. And there was no other family to take care of us. So adoption was the only answer."