"You are not him, Alec. I look more like my father than my mother and she says we are similar in a lot of ways in personality, but I am not him. And neither are you like your father in all the ways that matter. You make different choices because you care about people."

[Sebastian believed what he was saying he didn't hesitate, didn't shy away, didn't stop looking at Alec on his little screen. He wanted to see him. Talk to him in person, but he wasn't sure if he should ask for that yet.]

"I know you will."

[He did. Just like Jack had tried to protect him.]

"I was hoping, maybe, you could show me how...how to defend myself better. And I...would it be too much to ask to see you? I'll understand if you need more time or...but you're not like your father, Alec."

[This time there is a stubbornness in his expression. And sadness. A little anxious fear.