Orion let out a shaky little breath, curling the fingers of one hand into Harry's dark hair, the other resting at the small of his back. He let out a soft noise then, nuzzling him back and running his nose along the curve of the others jaw, just breathing him and calming down a little.
"Our dad's probably deserve it," he said softly, raising his eyes to meet Harry's. His own were wet with tears, his facade very slowly beginning to crumble. "I don't think any of us have to worry about that today anyway."