Oliver looked at everything, particularly lingering on how small the flight suit looked compared to Sam now. His Sam was tall and strong, which he loved, but the surge of affection for the little boy who'd worn this and dreamed was very real too.

But as he started to really absorb the neutral colors and overall orderliness, he felt guilty. "Maybe we should redecorate our room," he murmured. It was still a lot more Oliver than Sam.