Growing up a politician's son left much to be desired in the way of privacy; so much so that Davon often felt stifled. His father's bodyguards would follow him everywhere, no matter how often he pleaded with them to leave him to his own doings, they'd pretend to back off but would always be within earshot. Needless to say; such lack of respect for his son's boundaries began to cause friction between the two. This friction would eventually shatter into a rift once Davon began law school; an idea he went along with only to please his mother, whom had been slowly wasting away in hospice for the last several years.