Dylan ran a hand through his hair. His hands shifted to his sweater, then down to his trousers. He was slightly shifty. He hadn't spent so long in a room in his life. And it had made him slightly nervous. That woman could pounce on him at any moment. That was why he was outside. He wasn't going to be going inside for a long time. A loooong long time. He shook his head from side to side to correct his fringe. It wasn't quite sitting right. Thankfully the shake sorted it out. As he opened his eyes, he spotted a blonde sitting by the tree. She was sitting rather cosily with a lad Dylan didn't know.

No punching Denver. She won't like you for it. Plus that witch might pounce. He put on a rather false smile and headed in their direction. "Hey Lex," he said, rather awkwardly. He didn't care if he was interrupting. Brothers should always take president. Especially slightly nervous, awkward looking brothers.