Lion Head Mesa Good Morning, Khepri

Siptah had some naïve notion that he would recognize his father's voice, despite having never actually heard it before. When Ramesses left the tunnels and settled with his back against the redstone wall, Siptah took one look at him, and then his eyes widened. His own golden face seemed to be staring back at him - this had to be Ramesses, his father, the Pharaoh. Siptah didn't quite know what to say - all these days this past week of trying to meet him, and now, he was wordless. Starstruck, really. "Father?" Siptah asked, for he didn't want to make a fool of himself. Then, he stammered, "Um... Akhtar told me about the sun God the other day. I kept trying to come see you!" Then, likely an ignorant question, spoken in a tone that could not quite mask the hurt, "Why didn't you see us before?"