On his part, Phoenix feels so lucky about his own extended 'family'.. that it almost makes him feel guilty. The only one he ever had reason to fear was his father, and he's dead. Even his brother, the Dark God, Drakus has shown him nothing but patience and kindness. His fingers wander along Alec's skin until he comes to an old scar, he reaches forward and kisses the damaged flesh delicately.

"That must have made it so much worse." Phoenix has led a privileged life. He can't help that. "I don't understand.. were you lovers before or after he went mad? I mean while he was your godfather - or did he travel back in time to kill the wizards?"