It's a small thing, but it drags a laugh out of him. Even quiet, sort of rueful laughs counted. They had to.

"Space." He says, simply. "But you knew that. I think he called it... Nehran? Nooboo? I dunno. Whatever name he told me was definitely made up anyway, I dunno if he's even really from there or not. It was probably just some random rock."

Certain pronouns had been introduced into the fray, though Jake looks a little uneasy about defining them. Still, he can see from Jermaine's waiting expression that there was no putting this off anymore.

"I was taken there by, well, an alien. Named Warren. He's, uh...my biodad?"

Bomb dropped, Jake braces himself a little against the edge of the table. He wasn't sure what he was expecting. Nothing about today felt wholly predictable, did it.

"It wasn't like, an affair or anything." God, Jake really hoped so?? "I think he just... did something. To Dad." Eesh, that sentence wasn't much better. "And whatever he did made Dad give, uh... birth. To me."

Jake left out the head part. The head part was definitely for a different day.