"I thought so." he stepped closer to Ein and put a hand on his arm hesitantly, not fully used to initiating contact without an excuse. "It doesn't seem to effect him negatively, but.." he went silent, not sure how to address the mention of Julian to Ein. When he mentioned the game he shifted his eyes nervously.  "Maybe."  he was working on making it to the game, but needed to call Max.  He let his hand slide from Ein's arm, not missing a chance to caress him gently in the process.  "Come on. Let's get dinner started."<br/><br/>The meal was excellent. Manny was extra lively and did most of the talking while cooking and at the table. They gathered around the small breakfast nook table instead of the formal one, and Angel made sue Ein ate his fill, worried if he truly liked it and provided an alternative if he didn't. Manny kept the conversation going with a play by play of the best moments of his game. He helped clean up afterwards, but Angel noticed how tired he was starting to look just as they finished.<br/><br/>"Come on Manny. Let's get you in bed. You look tired."  As he left the room, Manny tucked in bed he paused when his son called his name.<br/><br/>"Dad? Is Ein gonna sleep all snuggly with you tonight? He'll sleep better right?"<br/><br/>"Right, Manny." Angel didn't properly answer the question and was relived to see Manny didn't push for more.  He wanted the fox to sleep with him, but he didn't know how to go about bringing up the topic with Ein again. He felt nervous without Manny around filling in the silence.  Now it was just him and Ein. A thought that made him smile to himself.  He headed back down to the kitchen to finish cleaning up.