They do.

[ And yet. Percival returns his attention to his own food, noting the quiet response, the small bite, and wonders again where are Credence's people?.

He'll just have to ask someone. Someone else, obviously. ]

And I care for them a great deal, but we are very...different, in temperament. My sister is a very loud person, used to getting her way by any means necessary, including winning shouting matches and throwing our family name around.

[ There's a gesture there, that could be read as a shrug. ]