Ford offered Ty a thin smile and set about trying to find some way to explain the letter he'd sent without getting into everything, but had not quite managed it by the time Tycho was moving on. Ford wasn't sure if he was supposed to follow him through the room or not, so he lingered by the door until he saw the bouquet of flowers in Ty's hands.
Ford's shoulders tensed slightly and his eyebrows shot up. He stayed where he was in the door, motionless except for a tremble that had crept into his hands. "You bought me flowers," he said, and had to keep his tone flat to prevent it from wavering. He remembered during the conversation with Noble that his brother couldn't get his mind around two men actually caring for each other; that even after reading Ford's letters, full to the brim with sentiment and emotion, he acted as though he wasn't sure it was possible. And here Tycho had bought Ford flowers.
Ford's shoulders tensed slightly and his eyebrows shot up. He stayed where he was in the door, motionless except for a tremble that had crept into his hands. "You bought me flowers," he said, and had to keep his tone flat to prevent it from wavering. He remembered during the conversation with Noble that his brother couldn't get his mind around two men actually caring for each other; that even after reading Ford's letters, full to the brim with sentiment and emotion, he acted as though he wasn't sure it was possible. And here Tycho had bought Ford flowers.
Set by Lady!