Now, that’s just cruel, dangling information over his head like that just to tug it away. Then again, he’s a Tim.

“I do.”

He snorts, visibly frustrated. “So you believe the Queen of Hearts wasn’t the one who made us. Did your mystery informant tell you who did?”

He says they would have existed with or without her, but he has no parents but the Real Jay’s, and those memories are patchy as it is. He wasn’t born. So he must have been made.