[ Neither of those terms ring a bell to her, personally, but they do seem to be in line with what she was trying to explain and so Gaby nods once, encouragingly. ]

Yes. [ And his follow-up, sounding out the name she'd provided for him, earns him another smile. ] My mother — [ Foster mother, technically, but closer to a real mother than anything she'd ever known. ] — used to make it for me when I was little.

[ It's not a sizable group, but considering that more and more have been brought in each time they could see it grow further, provided no one else unexpectedly disappears. She's seen that happen, found posts on the network of people inquiring after friends who have suddenly vanished. ] No. And there doesn't seem to be a pattern for how many of them leave, either.