He kept his gaze on the other boy, he really wasn't sure what he wanted and once he finally revealed what he did, Zachary had to resist bursting into laughter. It was midnight, they were supposed to be in bed, he couldn't laugh. So instead, he turned his head away and shook it. "I can't." And it wasn't because, he didn't want to or wouldn't, it was just his father was not a very kind man by nature, and listening to a son was something very below him.
"Father, doesn't tend to listen to me, or any of his children... He has better ways to spend his time, and now that Chr-" He cut off, he didn't need to let the other in on the family problems, clearing his throat he changed the subject. "He's just not a big fan of actually paying attention.. to us.." He tried to reword his point but that didn't seem to be working out well for him either.