His stomach drops when she speaks--mostly because part of him buried deep under all his shit, there's a little boy who wishes his parents were wrong and he'd gotten mixed up at the hospital--but mostly because what is his fucking life right now. And then she starts talking about host parents and DNA and his heartrate spikes, his image flickering just slightly.

"What?! Howisthateven--whywouldyou--youhavemyDNA?!"