Adam pursed his lips and held up his hands, giving Reagan the reins to put on his own clothes. He knew that adjusting to this sort of life could be difficult. He would not begrudge Reagan the mourning process for the death of his old life. "Do you suppose you can walk downstairs, or do I need to carry you?"
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