Chris wanted to trust advice from this man. This wasn't his dad. This wasn't even the Leo he knew from the sisters' world. This was a whole different Leo Wyatt. Less experience, fresher in love, and no kids. None. It was so strange to think about, to watch him and know he wasn't just not known, none of them were. Not even their precious Wyatt.
He looked down to his coffee, swirling it to warm it up a bit. "That...probably goes for everything, though," he admitted quietly. More quiet than Chris ever typically got. "Anything that makes you happy has to be worked for." Like his entire life. The only times he ever was happy was when he worked so desperately for it. And usually, even then, Wyatt knocked it down. Bianca, for one.
Forbidden love? Yeah, he knew about that. Not from the Elders, of course. Someone more dangerous. His own damn brother.