"Let's sit down," Stephen interjected, letting Lachlan shakily take his seat again. He didn't even realised his eyes were locked on the baggie in his Uncle's hands. "I'm glad you came here," Stephen said, always starting off with something Lachlan had done right before he got to the bad stuff. Lachlan felt something tug at his heart.
He didn't deserve his Uncle Stephen. He never had.
"It wasn't for no reason," Lachlan acknowledged, because Iain had a bulletproof point there. "But I hadn't used it."