It was certainly to be something they would share. Or not as the case may be, but both came from a world they couldn’t entirely share, one that could mean their death if things weren’t handled exactly right. This already was more than could be exactly right. Tuck didn’t care though. He liked the idea of a chance, of finding a way to know one another more. Of seeing where it might go.

He nodded. “Really really. I haven’t been back in years,” he admitted. “I spend most of my vacations with my best friend at his family’s home.”