"I think you're right..." Lost in thought, Draco could see the weight of the day's events in Theo's far off stare. Even though dinner had been a bit tense, and Draco had to lead most of the conversation – asking Portia about her studies and what not – it still had been good. Draco looked Theo over, the emotions at war on his face made Draco's heart clench. He longed to help his friend, wanted to bridge the gap between them to aid in repairing the relationships with his kids, but he couldn't do it for him.