Lachlan wasn't thrilled that Iain was there at all, not because he didn't want to see his brother, but because Iain already knew there was something wrong. Lachlan gave him a vague half-smile and hugged him, sure Iain could feel his body trembling harshly. "Sure," he said anyway.
Stephen watched Lachlan carefully, a look of clear appraisal on his face. "When was the last time you ate anything, Lachie? You look starved." And he was right too, Lachlan had clearly lost weight, as well as being pale and drawn.