Alex was the first one up from his seat, his eyes looking at his son's disappearing back.
"I'll go check on him." The father and son rarely had moments together, and Alex felt that this was the time to have such a talk, but Alicia followed suit, pushing her chair back and then standing.
"Let me,"
Geneva looked at both and sighed,
"Alex, let Alicia go. She needs to bond with Brad anyway."
Alex was somewhat hesitant, but what Geneva said made sense, so he sat back down, sighing. Ian continued feeding his wife as if he hadn't noticed what was happening at the table. The children obediently refrained from interrupting what was going on. Even Gabriel had taken his seat and was obediently taking his meal.
Meanwhile, outside, poor Brad exited one of the side doors into a garden. He found himself a bench and sat down, holding his head in his hands.
