why were you digging, what did you bury?

When Caiaphas noticed him, Kevlyn opened his mouth, but paused when he couldn't find the words to say... or, more appropriately, didn't really know them. How could one ask to be brought home when they didn't really know the word for home? He only knew words for his parents, for his simplistic feelings, and his siblings. He decided he would give the name of his twin, Levi, but before he could manage to get it out, Caiaphas reached out and tapped him none-too-gently on the head.

"Hey!" Kevlyn shouted, one of the few things he could say flawlessly. His ears shot up into indignant peaks atop his head as he frowned at her, waiting for some sort of apology. That was the right thing to do, wasn't it? Kev had always been taught to apologize for naughty behaviour, so it only made sense to the good little Ostrega boy that one would apologize for doing something terrible to him.