The Flying Dutchman

Damn, I still miss my son. I guess Lucien is really gone. Um, Maxxie's Lucien, you know, the blond's shnookums snugglebunny as he sometimes called him. I can count.. three times that I had restored that boy back to life. He was a good son. If only I had been a good father in his world He was doing good work. And we loved him. Always will.

[Privated to Peter Thorn and Lucien Thorn]
Speaking of, I need to make sure of one thing. Your mates. Lucien, your wife Katherine. Thorn, your boyfriend Ally. Now you are treating them good.. right? Making them feel loved, trusting them, being happy for them, and not letting a color you hate get in the way of your chances at happy fun times.

I'm hoping we don't need to have a talk. But I know you, so chances are good that everything is well for you both. But if you do have problems, you know you can come to me with anything. It just sucks to have someone I'd always thought of as a second son, to suddenly be gone from our presence so suddenly.