Ah... He leans into the touch, humming softly. "Where do I even begin?" Heh. There's so much to cover. So much has happened. "My child self arrived first. I came a short while later. We're directly linked, so everything he experiences feeds into me in real time, though it's less noticeable if I have something to occupy my attention." Oh, the look he gives Ren, playful, if a bit tired.

"There are many different versions of us who have lived drastically different lives. Most of the other 'yous' are named Akira Kurusu. One of them is a vampire. The only other Ren here lived a very different life and recently blew up fake Shinjuku. One of the children in my custody also happens to be a young Akira, but we'll need to be careful, as he has a rather... unfortunate relationship with notions of love, likely brought about by childhood trauma and shitty parents."

He'll let that sink in first. It's already a lot.