were you reborn?

"So, First Brother, since you didn't get punched last night, did you get the answer that you needed?" Hugo inquired as soon as he sat across from Atlas, having just boarded a private craft to take them home. He blinked innocently, watching Atlas lift his eyes at him. "No matter how much I think about it, I just can't get any answers!"

"I mean, my first brother, who didn't want to get hurt in the slightest, wants me to punch him," Hugo continued, emphasizing what Atlas had asked him to do the night before. "It doesn't make sense to me! I need answers; otherwise, I might lose it."

Atlas leaned back and closed the magazine on his lap. "Hugo, do you believe in reincarnation? Or rather, rebirth?"

"Huh?"

"What if I tell you some people claim that they were reborn, and this life isn't actually their first one?"

Hugo blinked and then blinked again. His cluelessness and confusion were written all over his blank expression. "What the heck?"