I don't own anything related to Tin Man except for the DVD.
"Cain happy."
Raw's voice startled Cain out of his reverie and sent blood rushing to his face. He could only imagine what the viewer had picked up from him reliving a rather entertaining evening with his wife. The memory of it made him feel happy all right; just not in in a way he was comfortable sharing with anyone but DG.
He didn't have a chance to tell the fur ball to mind his own business as the sound of his wife's voice boomed from the loud speaker set up in front of Central City Palace.
He stepped up to his place by her side on the dais while his youngest son continued his favorite pastime of drooling on his shoulder lost in the midst of a dream. The kid could sleep anywhere, especially after the big meal he'd gotten from his mama inside the palace moments before. Even in front of a crowd composed of thousands of cheering Ozians, he remained blissfully asleep. He got that from his mother.
As his wife went on about the new projects being instituted around the Zone, his eyes glazed over and he focused on a particularly good memory of when he'd discovered what a heavy sleeper DG was...
A flustered Raw quickly left the dais overheard to be muttering softly, "Sometime Raw think he do it on purpose."