It's been two weeks since they've found him and went home. Five, Vanya, Klaus, Allison, Diego, Grace, and Pogo often still forgot that Luther will only respond to Spinebreaker and not Luther. And that Spinebreaker rarely responds to offers, but rather commands. Five entered Spinebreaker's room to see Spinebreaker immediately sitting up from lying down, his arms beside his body and looking emotionless. It truly broke Five's heart, how Luther never stopped being a soldier for 37 years in life. It's like he never had his thoughts.

"At ease-" at Five's command, Spinebreaker lets himself relax as he slouched a little bit, but still keep the expressionless face. "Have you eaten, Rückenbrecher?"

"No, Mx Five."

"You're going to, Rückenbrecher," Five decided. "Walk with me."

Spinebreaker nodded and stood up, following Five to the kitchen. If only Spinebreaker's steps weren't so thundering, he'd hear Five groaning a little. He can't live the rest of his life incapable of independent thoughts like this, soon he has to start thinking on his own. Five isn't immortal, they're going to die. If Luther doesn't exist anymore, Five hopes that they'll live longer than Spinebreaker.

"Sit next to me, Rückenbrecher," Five commanded, gesturing to the empty seat at the dining table and Spinebreaker complied with no question, Grace placed a plate of oatmeal in front of him and Five with milk. Spinebreaker tensed up as he sees someone else (Five thinks he's not used to seeing more than one people in a room with him).

"Rückenbrecher, don't attack," Five immediately said. "Her name is Grace Hargreeves, you call her Mum. She's a Hargreeves."

"Here are your breakfasts! Now eat up, Five and Luther," Grace broke into a smile. Five looked at Grace, silently reminding her, but she doesn't seem to remember. Five sighed.

"She means you, Spinebreaker," Five explained. "You must eat."

"Oh right, I must've forgotten." Grace nodded. "Yes, you must eat, Spinebreaker."

Spinebreaker did so without question, lifting the metal spoon and dig in the oatmeal before shoving the oatmeal-filled spoon in his mouth. Even though Grace couldn't exactly cry, she can express her sadness with her frown. She's supposed to be the only robot here, but she can act more human-like than Luther can right now, and he's a human-ape hybrid. Yeah, he's not completely human, but he's still more human than her. He should've acted more humanely than her, yet the story is reversed.

"Where are your other siblings, Five?"

"Vanya's teaching, Allison's meeting Claire," Five recalled. "Klaus is- well, I don't know, and Diego's meeting his ocularist."

"I see," Grace nodded and left the kitchen.

"Are you still hungry, Rückenbrecher?" Five asked, looking at Spinebreaker's empty late. Spinebreaker only sat up straight, his hands on his lap, facial expression emotionless. Five sighed. "I command you to answer my question truthfully, Rückenbrecher. Are you still hungry?"

"No, Mx Five," Spinebreaker responded almost robotically. Grace returned, a book in hand. Five moved their head to try reading the book better, but they don't remember ever seeing that black leather-bound book.

"This is an album full of your childhood photos, Luther- I mean Spinebreaker," Grace said, placing the book on the table in front of Spinebreaker. "Pogo and I took turns in snapping pictures of all of you during your youth. At first, Pogo took them as documentation, but later on, it's mostly me with him for a few formal pictures. Would you like to see them?"

"She means you must see them," Five interrupted and opened the book that's in front of Spinebreaker.

"This is you as a baby, Rückenbrecher-" Five points to a picture of Luther as a baby, underneath was the cursive writing of 'Number One, 1st of October 1989.' The baby to the left was wearing a black beanie with a white '1' patch stitched on it. "When you were a baby, you were named Nummer Eins." Five held Spinebreaker's big fingers and ran it across his baby picture. "Do you remember?"

Based on the fact that Spinebreaker didn't answer, Five can conclude that he does NOT remember.

"On the first of October, 1989, we were born to people not ready to have us. We were both bought by a billionaire named Reginald Hargreeves, our dad, along with five other people," Five starts to explain, flipping the pages to all of them sleeping as babies together. Each of them wore black beanies with numbers from 1 - 7 patched on it. "We were all born on the same day. That's you-" Five pointed to the baby with a 1 patch. "That's Diego, that's Allison, that's Klaus, that's me, that's Ben, and that's Vanya. Can you keep up with them all?"

Spinebreaker nods slowly.

"What are their names?"

"Rückenbrecher is the baby with a black beanie with a white '1' patch-"

"You WERE, not you ARE." Five almost laughed looking at Spinebreaker's serious face, his eyes looking up to remember what Five said. "Tell me again."

"Rückenbrecher was the baby with a black beanie with a white '1' patch," Spinebreaker recalled. "Mr Diego was the baby with a black beanie with a white '2' patch, Ms Allison was the baby with a black beanie with a white '3' patch, Mr Klaus was the baby with a black beanie with a white '4' patch, Mx Five was the baby with a black beanie with a white '5' patch, Ms Vanya was the baby with a black beanie with a white '7' patch." Five nodded, assuring him that he got it right.

"Do you remember who this baby was?" Five points to the baby with a black beanie with a white '6' patch. Spinebreaker didn't answer, but Five knew his answer would've been 'no'. "He was called 'Nummer Sechs', but we call him 'Benjamin' or 'Ben'. He was our brother too, died when you were 17."

No response. Five gave a shaky sigh as they opened another page to their first birthdays.

"This is us as one-year-olds."