Tuck chuckled and he put an arm around Will to hug him close. "Yes yes, love, you're amazing with a sword. And I am a dab hand at a bottle of wine."
Daniel laughed, looking intrigued. "You had a drag show at your church?!"
"It's that kind of church," Tuck grinned. "All the proceeds went to charity. And I dyed my beard a very alluring colour of teal. Year before that it was fuchsia."
"You have a church that would put on a drag show?" Michaela repeated. "And it's LGBT friendly?"
Tuck nodded, "we've even raised money for a few of our trans members to have their surgeries. We have a rainbow support group on Fridays. I don't tolerate hate in my congregation," Tuck said firmly. "It's a safe space. Michaela...if I had known your mother treated you like that I would have looked you both up sooner. I was afraid you would both be close to her and me trying to wedge myself back into your lives would be a problem. I'm sorry."