Exton

Stoney gives up working at Ob's shields. He has bound himself tight, closer than ever. He has told Pandora something that few know, a shame he holds deep and rarely speaks. A few more songs and the set is done. Stoney waits until Ob sets down his sticks. He lays a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Bro... Open your eyes man. She's been staring at you the whole set. I bet she thinks you didn't trust her. Tell her what you haven't. There was only one other person outside the clan that knew, and now you told her." Stoney squeezes his shoulder and steps off the stage to join Alise until the next set.

Jack is sitting with Alise. Stoney finds that reassuring. Kissing the back of Alise' neck, Stoney sighs.

"Why didn't you tell me you could see the others? Looks like our children will inherit the talent."  He strokes her hair. "If you feel this strongly, we will do what we can. But ONLY if Rowan agrees." he looks at Jack. "I'm sorry, but only if the healer thinks it will be ok."

Jack looks at him and gives a wry grin. Like he is going to argue with a seven-foot granite bulldog with wings.

"Wouldn't have it any other way."