Tristan sighed and let his lips graze over Taff's cheek. "I'm serious, Constantine. I want you-" he paused, swallowed heavily and then forced himself to continue. "I want you to take me. Up there. Because it's what you love. And I love you. I want to share it with you-" He wrapped his arms around his brother, holding him close enough to feel his heartbeat. "And you're safe with me even if the curtains did close. I wouldn't let anything happen to you."