[Even though he's drifting into sleep, Diarmuid's expression sours at those words. He knows deep down they aren't true and can ever be true. His brother isn't ever going to love him the same way Diarmuid loves him. However, he doesn't say anything choosing to let himself finish drifting into sleep instead.
After all, why face a cruel reality when he can face more pleasant dreams at least for a little while?]
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After all, why face a cruel reality when he can face more pleasant dreams at least for a little while?]