[ Just two sad dads who understand each other deeply. Nothing homoerotic about that. Bones looks straight into Edgin's blue eyes, his own silver reflected back at him. Something about that look tells him they have a lot more than just daughters in common.

Normally, Bones would take that suggestion and tell him where to shove it. Really, if it were anyone else, he'd be so aghast that he'd shove the man away and tell him to fuck off.

But Edgin is clearly speaking from experience. And his daughter's gone for good -- Bones has never thought of himself as lucky, but he feels damn blessed when compared to the grief Edgin's surely gone through. Still, it's not exactly easy to admit some guy who's in your dreams is right.

Leonard looks away, chest tight with every little thing he's always wanted to tell his daughter, and every little fear he's had of her rejecting him. ]

I know.

[ He sighs. It's so easy to talk to Edgin? It hurts like hell to say it, but he knows it's true. Still, serious conversations like these suck the energy right out of him, so he has to follow it up with something. ]

Pretty much guaranteed I ain't gonna live up to whatever she thinks of me, but... It'll be a helluva surprise when she finds out her dad's a bloodsucker.

[ These two can fit so much self-loathing. ]