[Theo is leaning against Dom - practically laying in his bed, head against him, lolled in a way to look at Dom eye to eye. He stares for a long beat, like he's processing that - because he is. But the blank stare continues until he frowns.]
I don't know them. Lame.
[Thankfully Dom spares him the mention of Jules' surname Bennet.]
no subject
I don't know them. Lame.
[Thankfully Dom spares him the mention of Jules' surname Bennet.]
But at least I know you now.