"I don't live with them. Not here anyway." He shrugs. It stings a little to say that, but... He's been remembering parents who there, parents who didn't give him up. It doesn't hurt like it did.

"Bob is always out late tonight, so I just have to talk to Mary. She's our maid. She's really nice, though, she'll understand!" Yuya is probably underestimating how alarming this is going to look, but he sure seems confident he's got this handled.