Sepiroth quietly follows Shawn into the house and shuts the door behind him, he walks away to Shawn and tilts his head. He keeps a respectable distance, not wanting to close enough to invade his space but also not wanting to be far enough that Shawn thinks he's being cold and aloof. Sepiroth bites his lip and quietly sits next to the younger boy.<br/><br/>“Shawn..” Sepiroth starts but hesitates. “it's.. okay if you aren't okay, you don't have to be strong.” he says quietly, turning his attention away from the other boy for some moments as he gazes at a framed photo that hangs on the wall. The photo is of a man and a women. The man is strong and muscled, with dark sharp features that could be classed as handsome. His eyes are steely and his black hair has streaks of white, he's as tall as Sepiroth but stands proud and strong. The women in the photo looks more like Sepiroth in terms of facial structure. She has soft yet fine features with bright blue eyes and long blonde hair, she wears little make-up and replies more on a natural beauty. She has an hour glass figure, and is well proportioned. Sepiroth sighs softly and turns his head away from the photo.<br/><br/>Sepiroth folds his arms a little and smilies weakly. “do you want me to cook you something? You have a cute smile, Shawn and your face isn't suited to look so sad..” he says softly as he looks down at his feet. “I..really don't like your brother, though.. no offences!” Sepiroth adds quickly. “he just.. intimidates me..” Sepiroth trails off, thinking that it's not his right or place to say more then that.”