The Truth about Mr. Minx

Mr Minx is a Minxy. I estimate xer (what i assume to be the Minxies pronouns. they have not communicated to me what xem pronouns actually are but I have to imagine that they have their I'm sure extremely nuanced pronouns that are far different from yours) age to be between 14 and 59 in Minx years, or four seconds stretched over the period of a month in human time. Xey are both the first and last Minxie I have directly spoken to. They are a key puzzle piece to the Truth.

My encounter:

Here is a transcription of my conversation with Mr Minxie:

Mr Minx: Why hello there (Mr. Minx did not actually speak in English, but this is the translation I have come to using context clues and my intuition. What they sounded like was something closer to this: ook aaaap gheerr.. ZAAA!")
Me: What? I can't understand you. Why are you in my drawer?
Mr. Minx: Why wouldn't I be my friend?
Me: Oh... wait... I think I understand you now... What you said was something akin to "Why wouldn't I be my friend?"
Mr. Minxie: Yes, exactly.

Mr Minxie's Physical Form:

Be warned! The images below are one of if not the only existing photographical evidence of minxies. They may prove disturbing to the faint spirit, so scroll down with carefuleness!!!

My encounter (Cont'd):

Me: So... what exactly are you?
Mr. Minx: What am I? That question is quite impossible to answer in words that you would understand. Let me turn it upside down: what are YOU?
Me: I'm a truth-seeker.
Mr. Minx: I see. In that case you could say I'm a uzbrrggr (untranslatable) seeker.

At this point, I noticed that the little creature was wearing what looked like regular earphones connected to an mp3 player.

Me: What are you listening to? Mr. Minx: Oh this? You wanna check it out?

The creature showed me the MP3 screen and I saw it: The Triangular Cube Sound. A soundwave shaped like a tetrahedron. I could not believe it. It was real.

I put on the earphone xer was handing me. And I heard... nothing.

Me: What is this? Why can't I hear anything?
Mr. Minx: Oh, maybe your ears just don't work that way.
Me: Is this a traditional chant from your people? Or some other sort of mystical truth holder?
Mr. Minx: Oh not. It's just something I found online.

I was befuddled.