Thomas reached out for Jamie's arm so he could pull him towards a sofa. This was the kind of conversation that should be had sitting down.
"Hey, Kiddo. It's grandpa. We- If we want to say goodbye to him, we need to go in to the hospice now." Thomas' heart shattered just a little, and he very much did not want to see the look of pain on his son's face at the knowledge that William was dying. He couldn't look away either.