Ben stays hovering close by, ready to catch Cho or at least help break her fall if she loses her balance and topples out of the tree. That's just what you do; common courtesy and safety precaution. Besides, it is fascinating in a way to watch how expertly and how gently she captures these small animals.

A lot of what she says about her and her brother is relatable to Ben: shared lessons, shared lives. For him it had been to the exclusion of all other children (or adults); he hopes Cho's closeness of her brother wasn't accompanied by quite so much profound isolation. He can tell, too, that all of this is emphatically in the past tense. She had said they were close when they were younger. So they had grown apart, or had a falling out. Either way, perhaps not something to ask about further just yet, despite his curiosity.

A few of the treats that Cho sprinkles fall, and Ben catches them in the air, offering them back up to her in the palm of his hand even as he answers her question.

"Four brothers and two sisters. A few of them are here, actually. If you meet somebody else with the last name Hargreeves, it's one of them."

He watches as the tiny lights begin to investigate the little trap that Cho has set up for them, curious and mostly unafraid of the presence of humans, but also distractible, in the way of small animals.

"But we're all adopted, so don't expect any of them to look like me."