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Liam comes downstairs, trying to soothe an unusually cranky Megan, who's grizzling as he carries her in.

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"I know." He starts climbing the stairs slowly.

Liam follows.

Charlie pauses at his room long enough to put his guitar in a safe corner, and then continues to Liam's room.

Chanterelle isn't there when they arrive, as Liam lets them in.

Charlie puts Megan on Liam's bed and pulls the coverlet over her, then turns to Liam. "What needs doing?"

"We didn't bring that much stuff, it shouldn't take long to pack. Not closing the room up, Chanterelle might still want to stay here..."

Charlie nods and picks up Megan's little suitcase to put it on the table. "Talked a bit with Sawyer last night," he says in a conversational tone.

Liam turns to look at him quizzically.

"Yeah?"

"I can't figure him out. I think it was an attempt to be friendly--until he told me to stop moping, when he'd brought up the whole Ethan thing anyway. I was doing pretty good yesterday." He shrugs. "I don't get him."

Liam shrugs back, frowning slightly.

"You know him better than I do, little brother. Maybe he was trying to help but it wasn't coming out right? Happens to the best of us."

"Not a whole lot better," he admits as he folds Megan's clothes into the suitcase. "He's not exactly Mr. Warm and Open.

"I guess mostly I'm surprised that he wanted to try."

"Hidden depths?" Liam suggests lightly.

Charlie snorts, but still says, "I suppose, though I think he'd deny it."

"That would be the point of hidden", Liam responds, deadpan.

Charlie sticks out his tongue at him. "I don't know if he's aware he's got depths."

Liam looks thoughtful.

"Or maybe he wants other people to think so."

Charlie shrugs and zips up Megan's suitcase. "Could be. We can't all wear our hearts on our sleeves, I suppose.

"I just--after Valentine's Day I thought I understood him. Now I'm back to wondering."

Liam shrugs slightly, packing the last of his clothes into his duffel bag.

"Who knows. Maybe he doesn't want to be understood."

"Yeah . . . there's quite a few walls around our good Mr. Sawyer." He picks up Megan again and kisses her when she whines.

Liam reaches out absently to pet her hair, stepping close.

Megan leans out of Charlie's arms to Liam, with a petulant, "Daddy."

He looks up and holds out his arms to take her as Charlie hands her over.

"All right, sweetheart. Time to go home."

"More playing with Seth and Claire next time," Charlie says softly.

She nods against Liam's shoulder, with a quiet, "Sethie..." audible.

"Yeah, he'll be here." He picks up Liam's duffle bag and Megan's suitcase. "Ready?"