"Yeah?" Tracer looked surprised, and he turned back to the painting as if he was seeing it for the first time. He saw his brother, himself - the ties that kept them bound together through visions and hallucinations. The things they shared.
He hadn't seen childhood before, though. Now he cocked his head a certain way to the left, and he thought he could see the edges of it. "Yeah, there it is." He mused quietly, to himself, then he turned a loose, bright sort of smile on Theo.