"Meerkats are fucking fierce," Wrath said with a smile. He cuddled into George and Patrick smiled warmly at both of them. Wrath made George happy, even though that was seriously weird. He was glad she- he was here, especially right now.

"I'll be in my room," he said to give them some space. "But come get me if you need me. Love you both," he said and walked away to his bedoom.

Wrath watched him and then every so quietly it was hardly above a whisper, he said, "yeah yeah, you too."