"Oh, one of the siblings reached out. Seems ... strange. Maybe it's one of them pretending to be the youngest. You said you always liked the youngest. With the weird name I forgot." He just knew that Barty had an unholy amount of siblings and cousins because of his weird mormon chaos childhood.

"I didn't think they were allowed technology."

Jonathan put the coffee machine on and made himself a drink, leaning against the counter as he looked at Barty. "Maybe they want you back."