The boy was excited, watching the unique blue man who stood in front of him. The other had his tail wagging too. He had to be happy! A good friend of his dad? That was awesome! The boy would find interest in the fact that the man was a warrior, one that had had Abaven as a home before. He would frown some, head tilting to the side. An uncle huh? But how come he had left? The boy would think for a moment, deciding to answer Quelt’s question first.
“I have some different aunts and stuff, yeah... And Uncle Chord. They seem nice enough~” He was still frowning though, lowering his ears and tail. “How come you left Abaven before, Quelt? Was your family in trouble? If you’re like an uncle to me... Shouldn’t you have stayed with my dad?” The boy would frown some. “W-was... Was your family in trouble?” He’d ask, though more quietly. It was unlike the boy, honestly. And the subject was taking a harder turn.