The moment Cait said that her mother didn't want them around, Rodney felt his throat tighten as he looked over at Carson. He was pretty sure he knew why, all things considered. They'd gotten enough of the same sort of reactions from other people.
"Oh, sweetie," he said, trying to embrace her. She pulled away before he could, though, talking about getting some root beer for Erin.
"Cait," Carson said as he stood up to go after her. Rodney reached out and pulled him back, though, taking both his hands and resting his forehead to his.
"Let me talk to her." He looked into his husband's eyes for a moment, hoping that he would understand with asking. After a moment, Carson nodded, so Rodney kissed him softly before following her. He rested his hand on her shoulder. "Cait...why don't why we go for a walk. Carson will watch the girls."