Re: Sandy / James / Dylan
James sat up at the tone. It really hurt to move, but he wanted to see Sandy when the talked. He gave up and decided that there were less painful ways to do this. "Come, sit with me," he said, waiting until Sandy moved to the couch. It was either that or he'd have to get up.
Maybe it was a big brother thing, or the fact that he had a huge family but he hated to see Sandy like this. He hugged him for a moment. "Just teasing you. It's okay." When he pulled back, he cupped Sandy's chin. "We are dying, Sandy, and Lori will feel a lot worse. You're going to be strong for both of you, you hear me. If we don't see him, you tell him that it's okay. I know he didn't meant to hurt me, and I don't want him to feel bad."