Where is your son?

YOUR son. A formal YOUR.
No thy son here.
No OUR son
No MY son, definitely. (Something he was wont to try to employ earlier)
And an abrupt change in subject as well.
“Hey baby what’s wrong? Tell me what’s bothering you? Where’s that guy I’m mad at?”

And I appreciate how the Queen manages to respond to none of these things. She has the politician’s skill of not answering questions put to her.

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