<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6">“I suppose that makes sense…”</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ffcc"> Alexi murmured thoughtfully, enjoying the feeling of Lucian’s fingers running through his hair. Normally he kept it cut at his shoulders, but since he’d been here he hadn’t cut it, not for any specific reason, though it helped to not have his father constantly pointing out how much he looked like a girl.</span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#4dffa6"> “I think there’s more to it than that… but in the end, i think that’s what all the other reasons in her mind boil down to… at least mostly. I worry about her…” </span>