[ Xenk's childish glee falls, his eyes cast low at the talk of sunset. He begins tugging at the buttons on his sleeves, the tiny shirt covered in gold filigree. ]

Uncle Tam wakes up at sunset... I'm supposed to call him Father now, but I...

[ Xenk's mother appears around the corner, her hands on her hips. ]

"Honestly, Master Xenk. You know what will happen if you fall asleep during your lessons again. Your friend here needs to go. If -- If he finds out, your --"

[ Her words are labored, the compulsion and commands keeping her from speaking freely. The man who looks so much like Xenk walks up behind her, setting a hand on her shoulder. Young Xenk only groans dramatically, as if this is just normal for him. ]

Alright, alright, I'll go... I just. [ He looks back down, holding his arms around himself. His parents, for that's clearly what they are, can't seem to approach him. Xenk knows it too, his voice strained. ] I have so many lessons now... I never get to see you anymore.