He has been home with Anya and bond for a while, sitting on the couch as Anya struggles with her homework as per usual. If she didn't start getting better grades, his hopes of her becoming an imperial scholar might just go down the drain. His browns furrow as he attempts to get her to understand, but to no avail. He sighs in exasperation. Yor wasn't home yet either. He leans back against the couch

"Anya, you're going to have to try harder. Your grades are a very important part of achieving the Stella's you need"

He says, staring at her...less then readable hand writing. Then, the door opens and Yor walks in

"Ah, welcome home Yor."

He says in his practiced voice