Magnus nods, cheek rubbing against Galahad's hair. "It didn't help that, like," he says, and makes a face. He told Hanguang-jun about this, and he even mentioned it to Nina once, but it's not really an easy thing to say. "When I was fourteen, my mom was murdered by, basically, magic wolves? She told me to run, and that she would meet me later, so I ran, but they made our apartment -- the rooms we were renting -- exploded. And since I had a disciplinary record, the police --" What was it Sagramore had called them? "--Sagramore said police are like reeves? I don't know what a reeve is, though. But anyway, they thought I did it, so they were trying to find me, so I had to move around. Avoid the shelters unless the weather was terrible or I couldn't find food elsewhere, stuff like that. Even if they weren't crowded and cluttered and therefore, like, triggering, they'd be hard."