"I hope not"
"Aphron?" Aphron looked up from his phone at his mother and father - Droma and Ohkni Suntooth - who seemed concerned, "You look sick, are you alright?" Droma asked. Aphron grinned at his mother and nodded.
"Yes-yes! Aphron just-!"
"High Common, boy, what has you so worked up?" Ohkni asked. Aphron cleared his throat and took a breath.
"Caeda was asking to hang out after chores. Caeda make...ahem...she makes me anxious, but not in a bad way.."
"Oh, Aphron, my love." Droma smiled fondly, "We'll finish quickly then."