Re: Tommy/Sean
"You get it without asking," Sean told him with a brief smirk that faded in the next moment. He'd never gotten used to his dad being gone. There was always something he wished his dad was around to see, at least until he'd gotten into Juilliard and given up on his dad.
Then he'd landed here.
"Your friend isn't wrong," he said. "I never stopped caring. I thought I had. I got accepted to Juilliard and I was going to do something with my music and to hell with him. Except I never really meant it. And then we were here and things were...complicated."
Biting his lip, he glared at Tommy for a moment. He wasn't ready to be rational about this, yet. If he stopped being angry then he would have to feel everything else and he wasn't sure he'd be able to stand up straight for days. But, he had learned that much from his dad and G. You had your partner's back. Always. "I'd have stayed put and just zapped whatever was going to eat you from a safe distance," he muttered. Then he sighed. "No, I wouldn't. I'd try to help you. But...I'm the non-violent one in the family and I'd still think of frying the danger. Why didn't she use her gun? Tell Eric to use his power. Something??"