His brow furrowed at the sudden statement.  It wasn't really surprising news.  Relatives and in fact entire families were wearing star fleet uniforms together.  Most of the time, however, they were not always stationed on the same ship.  Tosh suddenly made the connections.  Admiral Vincent...Brady Vincent.  Captain Mitchell was Vincent's partner.  There was no doubt in Tosh's mind that the Admiral had pulled strings to get his nephew aboard to be watched by his own lover.  That didn't explain the concern though.  As far as the security chief was concerned, as long as his duty came first, that was all that mattered.<br/><br/>"There are many things I wish I could forget," namely  the faces of all those who died by my hand "but this is not one of those things."  Tosh let his hand rub upward along Brady's chest, crossing up his neck and then gently caressing his cheek.  His fingers and palm were a bit rougher than most as he worked with his hands regularly.<br/><br/>"I am surprised that you thought to keep this to yourself until coming down here with me.  Was there a reason for that?  I would have invited you either way."  Tosh said with a slight smirk.