Landon nodded as he listened to Gavin speak about his wife’s scars.  He was impressed with his friends attempt to be completely honest about what Landon would find if they managed to make the insane plan Gavin had come up with work.  The scars wouldn’t matter to him, but he knew that they would matter to Claire and the last thing he wanted was to make her feel more insecure than she already did.  He understood about the scars, it wasn’t usually the one’s that could be seen that truly mattered but the ones that no one ever realized were there.<br/><br/>He kept thoughts about his own scars or the one’s unseen to himself.  That was something that Gavin had no basis to understand, but Claire would and if nothing else he could help with those.  Perhaps they could even help each other.  It wasn’t something she would likely talk to him about with Gavin present however and getting some time alone could prove to be difficult to say the least, especially with Gavin intent on trying to fix what was wrong in their marriage.<br/><br/>“Thank me if this works, and if all of our friendships survive,” he said with a rueful curl of his lips.  With a sharp bat on Gavin’s shoulder he turned to walk towards the water, letting it lap over his feet sandals and all.  “Let me try some things on my own first, see if there’s any part of her that’s even willing.  Better to let her hate me if she reacts badly than both of us.  After all this won’t work at all if she’s not willing to consider me as anything more than a friend.”<br/>