It would be hard to explain. Especially while they were still looking so similar to the others. Henry offered to take them in and he was a man of his word. His word was not legal guardianship recognized by the state though. If he did want to send them to school, he would need a whole slew of documentation. They were generated out of thin air. Whatever testable genetic material they might have would trace back to Noah's parents. Adoption would need the official paperwork that would take a fair bit of time and money. They had no ID, no birth certificates and no legal presence. In the eyes of the law, they did not exist. Getting the paperwork would take time and money. The fastest way would be to forge documents. That came with the high risk of being discovered. The legal way also had risks. New clones being created through the power of a Red Lock or Key would probably have people wanting to "solve" this problem in one way or another. One way might be to simply not give clones rights or citizenship. It was easy. He had the money in spades, but not the time to get it done immediately.
Getting back home, Crimson and Scarlet went online and absorbed the ability to read and write in Spanish. They still had the bonnets on their heads. Henry told them to wear it to bed. "I have work in the morning. You need to stay in the house. I only have 2 sets of keys and the second set is for me during emergencies. There is food and soda in the fridge. You already know the rules." he told them as they went to the guest room. They both nodded and wished him a good night. There was only one bed in the room, but it was a nice queen sized bed. Noah did not toss and turn much in his sleep. Neither did his clones. Crimson and Scarlet had no phones with alarms, so they ended up sleeping in until 8:24. Henry was gone by that time. When they woke up, they took the bonnets off and looked in the mirror. They were shocked. Crimson freaked out. "What the hell is going on here!? I don't want a carrot patch for a hair color!" he yelled. Scarlet was calmer. "He said we had to look different. No one is going to ever mistake us for Noah, Maroon or Cinnabar. I really hate this." he rationalized.
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