Cassio listened intently to all Ansel had to say and he would have been lying if he said that it didn’t comfort him a great deal to know just who Lucio was getting involved with. He might have not been Ansel’s biggest fan with everything that had happened so far, but he couldn’t deny that it seemed like the best situation for his sibling to be in. Besides the fact that Ansel was competent in Lucio’s troubling areas, the young man also seemed exceedingly happy in the older male’s company, more so than he’d ever seen him before. “Well . . . It really seems like you’re in this for the long haul, Ansel, so I suppose we should probably start our relationship from scratch. I’d rather not despise my brothers first, and quite possibly his last, significant other,” he commented lightheartedly as he released the man’s hand and stepped back, breathing out a heavy sigh.<br/><br/>From the other room Cassio heard a sudden commotion and then his eldest brothers voice called out, “Darling, I made you some scrambled eggs! Come and eat so we can go swim!” Cassio chuckled softly and shook his head slowly as he reached up to run his fingers through his hair. “Your housewife is calling, best go and humor her before she throws a fit,” he commented playfully before turning and moving over to the stairs, jogging up them to return to his own girlfriend, who was awaiting him in the bed they were sharing for the weekend.<br/><br/>Lucio was settled up on the counter when Ansel arrived back, a plate of five eggs scrambled set on the countertop beside him, a fork stuck into them and everything already so Ansel could dig in without pause. When Lucio’s gaze came to rest upon him again finally he smiled warmly, motioning to the full plate rather proudly. “I know you said we could go out to grab you something, but it’s just so nice outside already, I want to get as much time out on the water as we can,” he explained softly, as he watched the other closely. Griffith was settled on the other side of the island picking at the fruit Lucio had left in his bowl quietly.