Releasing Ghost from the harness leash, he made his way over to the couch and plopped down next to his father. He was glad to see his father was healing well. He knew the fights had been hard. And it had probably been hard for Steve to see his son try to kill him.
"It's um...a question I have about Tristan...and um...my relationship with him." He scrubbed his hand through his hair, much like his father had just done, and smiled a bit shyly. "We're um...starting to go on more dates but um...if I were to bring him back here he'd start asking questions about who my parents are and so far as anyone knows, you were in ice when I was born so..." He shrugged helplessly, looking to his father for help.