There was no way he was going to be neglecting his brother. He loved him dearly and didn't want to lose this chance to be close to him again. Even with the pain in his own heart of their different timelines. That was his own trial to face. Not something for him to drag his brother into.

So he went to his rooms with a tray in hand. Alcohol for his brother, tea for himself. Offering him a smile, he came in to set the tray down.

"If you've the time I thought we could sit together awhile." Like they used to. But that part he left unsaid.