TJ was getting used to Savannah always touching, even if he still pushed her off half the time, mostly when he was irritable or thought he should be. Just then? He was definitely more confused than irritated. And the explanation didn't help.
"Basically, your kid is worse than you when it comes to adopting people?" He huffed softly. Doug's empathic ability hadn't ever been a problem for TJ. When he couldn't stop feeling what TJ was feeling, that had probably been worse for Doug than it was for TJ, who kind of liked the idea of that connection with his twin. Running a hand through his hair, which was in desperate need of trimming, he sighed. He was never making it a year clean in this place.
"So, how do you keep a kid who can't speak intelligible words from turning me into a toddler puppet? Because I might tolerate your family's kids, but I've got enough of a problem dealing with my own feelings most days." That was going to get annoying really quickly if the kid wanted to 'play' a lot.