"You're still my brother," Hadyn said, looking up at Jordan as he repeated the same words his brother had told him months ago. And he was- he was the only thing, in some ways, that Hadyn still had that kept him feeling....normal. Like he wasn't something created to be used, or...countless things.

They just were.

"Bastard or not." He said, smiling a little. "You got better- maybe if you smiled a bit more. And offered to get ice cream."