[RP with doctortara] Family Connections
Keiran sat cross-legged on the large bed beside his cousin and brushed his hand across the top of the quilt. "You can't be havin' any fun here, lassie," he noted. "Did your doc say when you could be gettin' your arse back up to the land of the livin'? You have to be gettin' that husband of yours to NYC so we can try and hook him on the tunes again. I feel like it's been ages since I've seen you. Feelin' better? How about the wee one?"
He proffered a small wrapped gift from the pocket of his leather jacket and handed it to Tara. "There, see. Don't say I don't love you t'bits, sweetheart."
He proffered a small wrapped gift from the pocket of his leather jacket and handed it to Tara. "There, see. Don't say I don't love you t'bits, sweetheart."