Very carefully and slowly, Seamus shifted a little away from Luka so he could sit up in the bed propped up against the pillows. Luka didn't stir at all and Seamus checked to make sure the covers were tucked comfortably around him. He had never seen this coming, that wasn't a secret. But now he suddenly had this other person in his life, that was evidently a part of him, and everything had changed. Everything was going to change, anyway. "I need him to come stay here with me," he told Xavier quietly, even if the elder Toreador would have probably already deduced that much. Over the years, Xavier's estate had become sort of a sanctuary for Kindred. Whenever one close to them needed somewhere to stay, there was never not an offer, and the size of the manor was like a small palace, so there was plenty of room. "I want to take care of him, and I want him near me. He can't be alone and I won't inflict that on him any longer. I don't entirely understand it. I can't lie about that. But I want to."

He, too, watched Luka sleeping for a few moments then. He had this inner urge to keep checking he was okay. And he was... or would be. Wes had assured him of that, and promised he would keep a very close eye on Luka, then when he was feeling better, he would discuss therapy with him. "I never wanted to make this hard on Jett. At all. I know how hard it is to be a childer, I remember it well. But I think I'm in love with Luka, and I don't understand it because I have only just met him. It's... my head feels like it's spinning."