Don't judge, Tuck. Baby's only, like, a day and a half old, okay? He's still a little simple.

"So... we're not the same." Now he doesn't know what to make of that or why he's identical to FDR. Or Frank. Or whatever his name is. So he looks like FDR for... reasons. Unknown reasons. Okay.

He scrunches his face up, confusion evident. This is not helping his understanding of the world.

"I just have to try to fit in for now, then. Am I a weird human? How do I be more human?"