The answer seemed to come out without any sign trouble or stress. Four siblings made sense. People with a more religious background tended to have larger families from what little he assumed about them. Kyu-Sik took another bite of the salad and nodded. And then Donovan kept going. And going.
Kyu-Sik's chewing slowed to a halt before a quiet swallow. He lowered his fork and counted the names in his head after he was certain he was finished just to make sure he was getting this straight. That was eleven siblings in all. He also noted that their names followed the letter of the alphabet. It got him wondering why there weren't thirteen, before he promptly decided that even eleven was way too many. How did anyone live in a household with so many siblings?
"You're serious?" He questioned, though he knew that at this point Donovan had no reason to lie to him. He would've brushed over it entirely or likely told him they were all dead if he didn't want to talk about it. It was just so many that Kyu-Sik found it difficult to imagine what that must have been like. He was lucky enough to have gotten his own room back at his parents' home, so imagined Donovan must have had very little privacy back then. Not that he was going to directly ask something like that just yet. He was still trying to stay on the safer end of the conversation. "No A or C?"