"Something tells me that no matter what, he'll think it's for him or find some way to make it so," Reagan said quietly. He wet his lips and took another sip of water before he lifted a hand to gently touch the front of his throat. "It's fine, it'll go away." Now if only what Adam had done to him could go away, too.
He lowered his gaze back down to his plate and was quiet for a few moments. It was a process, trying to pack everything bad away in one little area of his brain. He wondered how Liam managed such a thing, but he was going to do his best to try and master it.
"I suppose I could paint him portraits of Liam, I'm sure he'd love that," Reagan said after a moment.
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