Altar of Twilight I was angry with my foe

The word "siblings" was an unfortunate word. His mother had used it often, encouraging him forward, assuring him that where they were going surely his siblings would be. He didn't remember either Eros or Prialux well (or at all) but he did at least have a concept of what the word meant. He wasn't fond of the meaning, however, which only assured him that he didn't want anything to do with what they were warning him against.

He tilted his head at Hydra, trying to puzzle out how best to answer her, but the answer was there in her eyes; almost begging him to say this right. Kavos knows, he said, reverting to third person as his mind had wandered to and become entrapped in  a younger headspace— a time when his mother was still correcting him to use I when speaking of himself.