The hug startled him, and for a moment he was shocked and stiff.

Now I know he's not my dad was the bitter thought.

But he could act like he bought it, for now, play the part to try and get answers. So he offered a watery smile. "Breaking a mirror is bad luck," he pointed out, sure that Plagg must be finding this all amusing. "Couldn't we just cover it and find someplace warm? With food?" He asked, playing the role of the trusting son, all the while watching for when the trap would spring.