Now Nox understood, and he nodded to show it. "I see. Well, it's a package deal. No one person or situation is perfect. Do what you can to minimize your interactions with the media, and ask for James' help in this." It was possible.
"Old roommates?!" Nox said, looking truly offended. "No. I refuse. You call me mommy, so I think I should be the one to walk you down the aisle, dear." He was teasing, but at the same time, Nox would do it if Fisher asked. He cared for the medium as a family member. An adopted son.