He was selective about being photographed but he loved to take photos of anything, everything, not unlike me.
He enjoyed music and dance, more so than his brother ever did.
He had many quirky ideas and was really hilarious when he got around to articulating them.
He was dramatic and getting quite theatrical at home. You could read his thoughts just by looking at his face.
He was also shy when attention was on him or when he met new people.
X had been a fiercely independent boy who always wanted to do what Z could.