Though Ezekiel wanted to believe that he understood a lot about life, the truth was that he knew very little. He was still young and most of the knowledge that one had came from experience, which was something that Ezekiel did not have much of. Even the fire that could have taught him a lot about life, death, and change had begun too soon for him to understand. One day, he’d ask an older member of his family about the fire and maybe he’d learn what he’d missed the first time around. Until then, a lot was left unknown to the de le Poer child.
When Rachias spoke his name, his attention was drawn to her. She was a member of his family that had been there since he was born. Though his memories of earlier on in his life were faded, Ezekiel would always remember her pretty blue eyes. They were something he’d admired constantly as a mere baby and still now.
The explanation that followed was something that Ezekiel could not yet know the magnitude of, and so he let his curiosity grasp him. "Where is yur broduh?" he asked, entirely unaware that his question would possibly make the situation worse for his Aunt.
Rachias turned to face him then and he listened silently as she questioned his being there."Yah," he answered with a nod. "S’long as I stay in Inferni, dey let me run ‘round a lil,’ " he explained. "Do yur mom and dad live heyuh?" he asked, simply because it was something he did not know.