Aster answered the call very quickly.

"Uncle Dylan!" he called out very sweetly.

Kevan's heart was a little bitter. "Aster, it's me." His normally cool voice had a little warmth in it, which was rare. His fixed gaze on Aster's profile picture was gentle, like he could see the actual person through the picture.

"Ah!" Aster panicked for a moment before changing tack quickly. "Hi, Uncle Kevan!"

The address of "Uncle Kevan" did not satisfy the man in question, but … he supposed that was as much