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Tristan’s blue eyes were wide in surprise, he looked between his brother and Aren. “Uh…. i guess?” The boy’s voice cracked a bit. Ian just gently put a hand on his brothers shoulder. The gesture seemed to calm the boy.

“I can’t help much with your reading….” Ian didn’t need to tell Tristan why… his brother knew why as Ian had already taught Tristan all he knew… it wasn't a lot but it had been enough for the boy to get a little farther on his own.

The younger brother looked between the two men again before his eyes locked onto the books that Aren carried. “What type of comics are those?” He asked… he didn't know about children's books… he knew of comics from Ian always using them and the words that his brother knew to make stories to help a much younger Tristan sleep.

Ian let Aren and his brother huddle up for the lesson. Ian himself began to do some yoga poses that he’d seen in a book, he’d followed the picture instructions in the past… not perfect but it worked for the tanned ginger haired man.