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"Ah, yes." Lindsay replied.

"You go and do that." he told her.

"I'll find some of the takeout menus for the sushi places we often order from." he said.

That's when they heard Kitt scratching at the back door, making disgruntled low yowling sounds.

"...and I'll let Kitt outside and possibly tumble with her." Lindsay then added. "Sounds like she has some pent-up energy she needs to let out."

Lindsay just chuckled.

"Yeah, she's in that stage of her life." he said.

"It won't last for long, I'm sure." he went on.

He then sighed, got up from his chair, made his way to the fridge, and grabbed a drink out of it.

"Just hope she does well." he said.

"And at least Evan's not like that... not yet, anyway." he went on.

"He really clings to you, sometimes." he snickered.

".......right." Lindsay muttered.

"Forgot that was today." he admitted.

"Hm." he mumbled.

"Hope she does well. She's been training for it for months and months now." he said further.

"And didn't Darrel say he was going to give her a 'lift' home?" he then asked, referring to how the boy had inherited the portal magic of his father and grandmother.

Lindsay smirked.

"Sushi sounds like a good plan." he said.

"Just remember to get the shrimp rolls for Evan." he told her. "He goes nuts for them." he chuckled.

"Where's Sammy?" he then asked.

"I can ask if she wants anything in specific." he offered.

"....go?" Ryker asked.

"May I ask what you mean?" he asked Eke.

"Because you CAN'T mean for me to leave you behind." he said further.

"What happens if you don't catch up?" he asked.

"I get left alone. And... well... quite frankly, I've grown too attached to you to go back to that." he admitted.

"If you intend to face this dragon, then I'm fighting as well."

Lindsay raised an eyebrow.

"Oh?" he asked.

"....hm." he muttered.

"That... will certainly be interesting." he said.

"...however... this might be very good for Blair." he then said further. "They are suffering from self-image problems, and as such, comes questions about attractiveness and such." he reasoned.

"....but... this could also go horribly wrong..." he suddenly countered.

"Because... for better or for worse... Evan learned what he knows about interacting with those one desires... from our brother-in-law." he finished, referring to Rene.

Ryker was almost knocked back on his ass when Eke sprung to his feet.

"WOAH!" he exclaimed.

"Holy hell, that was sudden!" he commented.

"....but... um... was that... hm." he then mumbled.

"That... wasn't thunder earlier, was it?" he asked.

Again, Lindsay sighed.

"Well, it wouldn't be right for me to officially use you as a secret pipeline of information for such delicate matters." he said.

"However, if you do happen to hear anything that is concerning, or something to help ease Evan's concerns, I would be more than grateful to hear of it." he told her further.

"Personally, I think Evan's also using this to spend more time with Blair." he then said. "Not saying it's the main reason, but he may be seeing it as a fringe benefit." he chuckled.

"Evan seems to have taken to them." he then commented.

"I know." Lindsay replied.

"It's why I'm not jumping to conclusions." he told her.

"What Blair's told Evan is certainly something that I, as their therapist, cannot afford to just merely dismiss, but I also cannot let this incomplete information cloud my judgements and trick me into making assumptions." he said further.

"I've merely been mulling this over, and coming up with plausible explanations that don't paint Blair's parents in a negative way." he assured Casey.

"...though, on another note, but pertaining to Blair, we'll be seeing more of them lately." he then informed her.

"Seems they've been failing Biology, and Evan's taken to tutoring them so they can bring their grade up to, as Evan put it, 'around mid-'70s, I hope'." he added with a small smile.

"Seemed to take a bit outta ya." Ryker commented.

"Shouldn't be surprised, I suppose." he then added.

"How ya feeling, besides obviously tired?" he asked, looking around.

"Think you need to rest for a bit?" he asked further.

"There's a few places were we can duck outta sight and get some cover."

"It's because I do." Lindsay replied.

"Evan's worried about Blair." he told her.

"Worried that their home life isn't what it should be." he went on.

"Says it seems like they're poor and their mother is unreachable and such." he said further.

Ryker blinked a couple of times when he saw the claws start to grow.

"Woah." he said.

"Woah, that's... pretty cool." he told Eke.

"Those things look like they'd do some nasty damage." he commented further, looking at them more closely.

"Could really slash and pierce someone with those."

"S'why I said I'd pay." Evan chuckled in response, as he got to his feet as well.

"Come on, let's see what's here." he suggested.

-Later that evening-

Evan sighed as he sat at the desk in his room. His door was open, his homework was in front of him, but he was just staring at the pages before him, his mind as blank as them.

"....." he was silent, as he just looked at the space in front of him.

He seemed dead to the world, and one thing was for certain, he was NOT concentrating on his homework.

Instead, he seemed to just be doodling random scribbles on a scrap of paper that was off to his side.

Lindsay then walked by, and saw that Evan was distracted, to say the least.

"Evan?" he asked, knocking on the open door.

"Something wrong?" he asked him.

With that, the two of them had a bit of a lengthy conversation, with Lindsay sighing at the end.

"Your concern is sweet, but before assumptions are to be made, more info needs to be gathered. More concrete proof." he told his son. "Making assumptions with little information oftentimes does more harm than good." he went on. "But I assure you, I will be on the lookout for behaviour that corroborates your suspicions." he finished.

"Thanks, Dad." Evan responded, seemingly feeling much better.

Lindsay nodded in response, before leaving the room, and making his way back downstairs, sitting down at the kitchen table, and crossing his arms over his chest.

"...hm." he mumbled.

"Wonder if they're accurate..." he said to himself.

"Fair enough." Evan replied.

"That makes sense." he said.

He was then silent for another moment, and looked skyward.

"Nice day." he said.

"Barely any clouds in the sky." he commented.

".........." he was then silent once more, before taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.

"...you want to get something to eat or drink?" he asked.

"There's a number of carts and food trucks about, with plenty of variety." he said further. "And I can afford for the both of us if price is an issue." he then added.