"See, I was wondering what to put on the one I'm going to make him, and now I know." As if it's a joke. As if I hadn't wanted to strangle Bucky for venturing into the wilderness to battle giant fucking snakes.

The casual segue from current boy to previous boy makes me squint at the fire in a vaguely-pained fashion, but I can't expect Kira or anyone really to understand the history there, both ancient and recent.

"Yeah, that—" I begin, and lift a hand in an awkward, oblique gesture. "It was a thing that happened for sure."

There are people that Ravi has told and people Ravi has not. Generally, I have no idea who falls into which category until they announce the knowledge out of nowhere.