[Camron shrugged. "I like doing sketches, that's my only real hobby." Camron glanced at the paintings, "Painting is cool, I prefer pencil art though, it's more my thing." Camron glanced at Malcolm once more, "I think painting would be good while your arm heals."]

He nods as Camron speaks and sits back down on the bed the same way he had been, his legs being crisscrossed. "So do you have any siblings," he asks Camron, "I don't believe you have told me about your family except that your parents took pride in your schooling. Also, if you don't mind me asking, what class did you grow up in? Upper, working, lower?"

(fun fact: this is his actual lore- I made this oc a while back)

["a bit of a higher working, grew up with five sisters, no brothers," the paused a moment, "I was one of the younger middle children, parents worked a lot so I mostly helped out with my other siblings." Camron stopped, "sorry, what about you? Any siblings?" Camron still didn't change from having his arms crossed. He began tapping his fingers against his arm again.]

(Nice. Litterally made this character up on the spot XD Here is some lore I just whipped up)

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Malcolm quietly listens as Camron speaks and nods some. "No siblings," he says shaking his head some, "my parents tried to have another child after me but something happened during my birth and made my mother incapable of carrying a child again. My mother taught me almost everything while my father did royal duties. Once I was able to do small things like read, write, talk, walk, etcetera my father began to take me around with him and teach me more."

["Ah, my father mostly worked same with my mother but at least she took care of my younger siblings and I when we are not old enough to care for ourselves. Quite fortunate that they didn't force the care of the younger ones onto the older kids, mostly." He began to think back to a few childhood memories. Mostly of him hanging out with his sisters.]

"Sounds like a pretty tough childhood," he says before adding on, "atleast you had your siblings to help you take care of one another." Mal felt kind of bad for Camron since he didn't have the easiest childhood unlike Malcolm did. -My mother had the help of maids to help her- he thinks in his head -and even after I grew older the maids have still taken care of me like family..-

[Camron shrugged slightly, he kept his arms crossed, "Eh, not that bad I guess, better life than many." Camron's face changed to a neutral expression, "let's change the subject, do you have many friends?"]

He nodded some in agreement. He knew that not everyone had the best life and that some even had life handed to them on a silver platter. When asked whether or not he had many friends Malcolm hesitated, which was unsual. He shook his head after a few moments and says, "I'm not allowed to leave the palace unless on certain duties. I have gotten to know a few of the workers in here but I wouldn't classify them as friends."

[Camron looked down slightly, "I'm sorry," it had slipped his mind that being a royal it would be quite hard to make friends, "I should not have asked." Camron began tapping his fingers against his arm again, "what do you want to talk about?"]

"It's fine," he says, "you just wanted to know and know you do." He gives him a small smile before thinking for a moment. "Most embarrassing thing you have done," he asks, a little unsure of the question, "or most embarrassing thing you have seen someone do?"