It drove him insane. It drove everyone insane, but they'd all had time to get used to it by now. The way Danny and Rusty were more like DannyandRusty. The way they finished each other's sentences, or didn't finish them at all. The way they always seemed to be a mile ahead of everyone else. The way they seemed entirely oblivious to how maddening they actually were. But, he was slowly realizing, they were "those boys" his father had started muttering about just before he'd left, and they were every bit as fantastic as his dad's dry comments had indicated. And if his dad had "highly recommended" him, to use Danny's words, his father thought he was headed down that track. So no, he didn't regret going into the house when Reuben had told him to. He still had to thank Reuben for that.

They liked the kid, they decided. He was definitely Bobby's son, with the same eyes and laugh and fingers that never stayed still. If Rusty had an oral fixation, the Caldwells definitely had something going on with their hands. But he didn't have Bobby's overconfidence, at least not yet, so that was refreshing. They had staged the argument for fun, and to try and help the kid loosen up a bit and, as Danny had told Linus, to test if they could trust him. They could, they decided, and they were keeping him around. All the better if he could learn to take a joke. When they told Bobby over the phone, they could practically hear his eyebrows raise. Five minutes later, Linus's phone rang, and fifteen minutes after that, he put it down, smirking.