It occurs to me that our prior relation alone prevents me from being considered a bellicose outlet for you. That's something to be thankful for, I suppose. As for your room? I've reconstructed it. It's now a pun room, where all my incredibly clever puns are memorialized.

I was going to make it into a memorial for the not-son I've lost, but then I thought how silly that would be. A not-room is much more suitable for a not-son.

[Admittedly, he's getting a bit weird.]

What's the real reason as to why you won't accept a new moirail?