George: "I think you're not listening to yourself," George retorted, narrowing his eyes. "You were there for years. How many years were you even stuck there for??"

Ariv: "Alastor is everything alright?" There was genuine concern in his voice. He could absolutely fly up there himself, but for once it looked like Alastor didn't want his company. "Did I say something that upset you?"

Lucas: he didn't answer, he didn't want to. He knew George would only get more upset. Because he wasn't just gone for one or two. Some of his hairs had turned a soft silvery colour. His face covered in stubble that was messily shaved with a razor blade two days prior. He was looking much more like his father.

Ariv: "May I come up to you, Alastor?" Ariv asked after a silent second. "Just nod or shake your head if you do not wish to use your words."

Lucas: he did his best not to cry, starring at the wall behind them keeping his emotions inside. Although it was quite difficult when George was busy sobbing on his shoulder. He was silent for a minute before speaking up. "You want to have a bath with me? And just cuddle for a bit?"

George: George nodded slowly, taking a deep breath. George kissed Lucas gently on the cheek before pulling away. George wiped his eyes free of tears until they were red. George hesitantly took his shirt off, wincing slightly. There was a purpley cut on his ribs and it looked like there was still something in it, but George would take care of it later. George stripped off his pants, boxers, and everything else he wore before slipping into the tub beside Lucas.

Ariv: Ariv's wings sprouted from his back and he used a small boost from his wings to get up to Alastor before they disappeared again. Ariv put his arm around Alastor and kissed his cheek. "Is everything alright?"

Lucas: he glanced down to the cut on his ribs, taking a deep breath before looking away. He wasn't going to ask, he'd do that later. Silently he shuffled over so George had a little more room. He shut the tap off before it overflowed and kissed George on the cheek. "I love you." He mumbled quietly looking down to the bubbles that popped in the water.

George: George pulled Lucas closer, letting out a quiet sigh after rapping an arm around Lucas. "I love you too," George mumbled as he rested his head on Lucas's. "I... I am glad you're finally home."

Ariv: "Alastor, you've gotten worse at lying," Ariv mumbled as he held Alastor closer. "Take as long as you need. You look like you need more hugs than what I give you."

Lucas: he chuckled nuzzling into him. "I'm glad too..." he glanced down at the cut again starting for a moment before catching himself and looking away. He didn't want to be rude, although it looked as though it hurt and he wanted to help.

George: "Hey, my eyes are up here," George teased playfully after a moment. He had seen Lucas starring at his cut only moments before. George shifted slightly as he looked away with a quiet chuckle. "It's just a small cut though. Nothing to really worry yourself about. I barely felt it honestly!" George gave another chuckle, turning back to Lucas before lacing their fingers together. "Plus, we should be focusing more on you right now."

Ariv: "For what?" Ariv asked, getting more concerned as he grew warmer. "You did nothing wrong as far as I am aware. The only crime I have accused you of committing is manslaughter, but I don't believe that is what this is about correct...?" Ariv wasn't really good at making jokes... He ran his hands through Alastor's hair to try and relax him. "Why are you apologizing?"

Lucas: he blushed softly gentl bringing a hand and brushing his fingers over the wound to see if it hurt. "I'm worried it's going to get infected... it looks like something is still in the wound..." he mumbled worriedly.