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Everyone knew the kid was weird. They all had their own theories about why.
Some insisted kids are just like that.
Others said he had to be under some sort of curse.
More thought he must be some sort of faerie.
The most common theory was that he was a changeling, but even that group was split.
Some of them weaved a tragic tale about a poor child being given just enough time to adopt his twin's face before being abandoned by his human parents, at which point the boss found the poor thing and took pity.
And the rest claimed that Owner Zeff had once had a son who had ended up with a fae twin, only for the human to die tragically young.
They'd probably never know the whole truth, the kid certainly wasn't talking.
Regardless they all agreed on one thing. The kid was weird, but he was theirs.