Aiden smiled softly and nodded. He wiggled the fingers of his right hand free of his sleeve enough to take Daniel by the hand and lead him to his room. His room was at the farthermost backside of the house.<br/><br/>To say the room was cluttered would be an understatement, not that it was messy or dirty. This room was his world, and since they hadn't moved in a number of years, not really since they had legally become adults. He had managed to accumulate a hefty collection of things, and could be quite content to just hide away in his room for days on end.<br/><br/>He closed the door behind him and turned on the dim overhead light. When he had moved back in Aiden had sound and light proofed his room as much as their mother would allow him. The light coloured walls were effectively plastered with darkly themed posters mostly for bands. His bed was done up with the brightly coloured bedding Evelyn forced on him, wanting to put<i>happy</i>colours in his little world.