"... You think I take good care of him?" Terry looked quite shocked.

"You do." Midona smiled, "Uhh, Blake, you wanna finish this? Only it's not really my place, y'know?"

Blake smiled at Terry, "You take good care of everyone, dude. Dell, Mi, Seth, Dei and Aine...even me. You did the impossible, and that's take the stupid little lost boy who showed up on your doorstep with his gancanagh buddy and her personal favorie toy-" Blake shot Seth an apologetic look for that particular remark, "and saved him from himself, and from...them." Blake sighed, trying to steady his nerves, "You're better at looking after people than you will ever understand." he added in a whisper.

Terry's face softened, and he slowly drew Blake in for an embrace, shifting the sleeping boy in his arms gently so Blake would fit.

"... I have been... wondering for a while... Do you think Deillion would enjoy coming to live with me? Of course, seeing as you are there I would understand if you did not wish him there."

"No, I think that would be cool. Besides, your home apears to be turning into a lost and found as it is." he laughed.

"Lost and Found and Wanted." Terry grinned, a full, beaming grin, and then he gently shook Deillion awake.

The young boy stirred, and clutched at Terry's arms for a brief, terrified moment, before realising who he was and relaxing in his strong grip.

"Deillion?"

"Mhm, Terry?"

"Would... would you like to come and live with Blake and I? Back at my home?"

The young boy tilted his head to the side, adorably confused.

"Live? W-with you? And Blake?"

"Yes. Would you like that?"

The boy thought about it for perhaps half a second, before flinging himself at Terry and hugging him tightly. And then he seemed to think of something.

"Where's Blake?"

"He's right here," said Terry, and he set the squirming boy down.

Deillion tripped over to Blake, and grasped at his hand.

"You'd like me to live with you and Terry?" The childlike wonder in his voice was so obvious, as was the welsh accent and slight lisp.