Bert finishes his orange with a smile. It wouldn't bother him to know these two were mutants, since he had assumed that from the start considering the way they look. As long as they're not currently after his blood, it doesn't matter what they are.

"A 'son' is the name for a boy born to a man and woman. I've no better way to describe it. You called the one who cared for you a lusus... but I might call that 'mother' or 'father' and they would call me 'son' in return.

As for a 'tet' I might call what we've made ourselves a tet. We are working toward a common goal together and we have agreed to make our collective safety a priority."

Cuthbert is still rolling some other things around in his head and he can't help but ask at this point. And it's not in judgement, merely curiosity. Well, curiosity and the chance to bring back one hell of a story to tell people at home.

"Are you insects? Do you sting or bite or swarm? I know no one else who lives in a hive and starts life as grubs."