Yep, pretty much. I know I'm my own twisted tangle of issues too.

[ He loves his brother to the ends of the earth but... yeah. You don't make an entire race of individuals if you're mentally well adjusted, do you?

Gavin purrs and leans in more, tracing the ink more. ]

I've always wondered what it meant to you. If you wanna share, I mean.

[ He's got his own tattoo, the watercolor red flowers in between his shoulder blades for his grandma. Nobody really sees it that much, but he doesn't hide who it's for. ]