Cutter stilled a little at hearing that and he looked up at Connor with a sad, longing expression , he wished so much that things could be different.

"Okay," Cutter said in a very tired, pained voice as he tried to get comfortable on the couch, "we can talk later,"

He really missed Connor but his thoughts were too jumbled up and conflicted to article his feelings, he had trouble talking about his feelings when he was sober, he had no hope when he was drunk.