[At least he knows better than to talk back, when Thomas is already letting him get away with this much, including stealing part of his blanket. Though, of course, it's not like this isn't a familiar situation, is it, and even if it's been some years, since the last Michael has felt the need to crawl into his bed for comfort, the routine is still familiar.
He's closed his eyes again by the time Michael speaks up, though he cracks them open again to shoot him an irritated look (though his voice totally lacks the heat to back it up).]
Idiot. You just worry about yourself.
[Because seriously, it's not like Thomas can't take care of himself. Or of both of them for that matter, if he needs to. If he can help it, he's not going to let anything happen to either of them (and/or Rio) and it's not like they don't have any support outside this house either. It's not like Chris is miles and miles away again.]
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He's closed his eyes again by the time Michael speaks up, though he cracks them open again to shoot him an irritated look (though his voice totally lacks the heat to back it up).]
Idiot. You just worry about yourself.
[Because seriously, it's not like Thomas can't take care of himself. Or of both of them for that matter, if he needs to. If he can help it, he's not going to let anything happen to either of them (and/or Rio) and it's not like they don't have any support outside this house either. It's not like Chris is miles and miles away again.]