It's not even breakfast

Much of what was said was lost on the boy, much to his annoyance. He had been here first and now it felt as though he was being largely ignored. That would soon be remedied as the wraith he did not know as his sister would lower cranium to give him advice, though the use of the word brother did not go unnoticed. Steel gaze watched carefully as she righted herself and he did his best to mimic her. He widened his stance some, allowing his joints to unlock, banner unfurling from between his legs to rise slightly above his rump.
The attention would then shift away from him again, which did give the boy time to ponder upon her words. Brother? the word seemed ill-fit coming from her mouth, still he could not deny the resemblance between the wraith and his mother. Was is possible that he had an older sister, maybe even other older siblings? The concept boggled him some, had his mother been dissatisfied with her first children? Why has he not seen any about? The world he had known was suddenly expanding, shifting beneath him and he was afraid to lose his footing if he could not reason out these questions.
He would be pulled from the depths of thought as the alabaster brute slunk from his perch towards them. Novocaine wanted nothing more than to adopt a more offensive posture but he was acutely away of his sister beside him, he would not deny her advice. The stranger?s lyrics fell on deaf ears when it came to the young Elysius, the particulars mattered little and less to him; whatever it was they were discussing it was clearly ?adult stuff.? That was until the brute flicked his gaze upon him and uttered a question.
Tilting his head back some, he read the question as a challenge, one he would eagerly meet. ?Novocaine Elysius.? He would declare with as much pride as the small pup could muster.