"I guess..." he repeats again. Ivan still doesn't have full confidence in the rescuers, some less than others. He picks more at his food, willing himself to take some bites. "It's hard to think like that... but... if I were to trust anyone's ability to help, it would be the band. I can still call you my family... right?"

There was a worry buried deep inside. He doesn't think his brainwashed backstory had complete falsities. He really had been disowned by his biological family. He didn't want to lose another.