Kill a youngling? Sure. Rule a galactic empire? Sure. Groom a cat? Sure! These were things he could do, but tell his son about the facts of life? No. Emphatically no. How was one to begin?
"Son. there comes a time in every young man's life when he begins to feel a strange disturbance in the lower side of his Force."
The commentary on this comic is sometimes just as good, if not better, than the comic itself.