"The baby, huh?" He chuckled. Somehow he wasn't surprised.
"Oh me? Yeah, it's just me and Da. Well..." Mal hesitated for a moment, then figured, what the hell? She already knew he was a phoenix, there didn't seem to be a point in hiding anything else about his family.
"He's not my father. Biologically, I mean," he explained as they walked. "He found me when I was-" maybe an egg might be a little much for her right now- "young. Took me in, raised me, so I've always thought of him as my Da, but he's not my real parent."
He shrugged, eyes going sort of unfocused as he looked away. "I don't actually know much about my parents. Or any other family I might have. I've got a cousin, but she's the only other one of my kind I've ever met..." He trailed off, clearing his throat and feeling his neck and face hear a bit.