Ken didn't have either, but he's marveling at the thought of having friends, too. Family isn't something you can gain like that; not ones that are connected to you by blood. His blood family already let him down about that, and he doesn't feel particularly envious of people who have them. He stares at Hiro, thinking about how of the first people he met and really befriended, Hiro was the closest to him in age.

It was nice.

"They make it sound really simple. In theory, it probably is." Just talk to people. Be honest and tell people when you need help. But that's never as easy as it sounds... but Hiro had offered him this space, and he didn't even demand that he say anything in particular. Maybe that was okay too. "Will it be okay if I came up here to play games sometimes?"