When they reached their room, it was pretty late. Cassian felt sorry for Dylan who has definitely missed his routine. Jessica walked out of the car to make a phone call. Samuel said looking at the time, and unbuckling the seatbelt, "I'm really sorry to take too much time. If there was next time, I surely won't take this long." He smiled and said to Cassian. "Go talk with your mother." Cassian nodded and went away opening the car door.
Dylan also thought to walk out but heard Samuel said looking at Cassian's back, "He is still too much of a baby." Dylan was in an awkward position. He didn't understand was Samuel talking with him. But this confusion was cleared when Samuel looked back at him and said, "You are also very young. Don't think about life too much. Focus on present, else you will miss the happiness you deserve."
Listening to his words Dylan sharply looked back at him yet Smauel continued, "You are a remarkable child. Just don't try too hard. If you try too hard you will lose sight of everything before you." He smiled and looked ahead at his wife and son.
"Do you know what I feel and think?" Dylan questioned slowly.
"I guess." Replied Samuel.
Dylan asked, "Did you ever felt this way?" He wanted to explain what he is talking about here. But he didn't find any words to describe this feeling. He is too puzzled in his own mind.
Samuel replied with a slight smile, "I always and even now feel this way." He said, "I have various experiences if you want to know visit me in this address. " He gave Dylan a card with exquisite words written in it. It was a silver in color. But the address made Dylan frowned, and he said feeling a little offended, "I'm not a psychological patient." His tone a little harsh and even disbelief.
Samuel however didn't mind. He just said, "Ask Cassian if you want to know what psychological patient means. He has clearly understood what it means. Even you and me can't as much as he does."
Dylan reflexively asked, "Why would he know about this?"
Samuel still with slight smile questioned instead of an answer, "Why do you care?" Dylan receiving this kind of question has no way to answer him back. His mind buzz with many things but not a single one of them right for this moment. Why does he care? Why he thought. He doesn't know.
Samuel added perceiving his confusion, "Ask him, as your friend he will tell your surely. I'm not kidding."
Dylan wanted to prob him further, but Cassian waved at him from the outside. He got no choice but to hop down from his seat. What the heck did just happened? Dylan seriously felt like laughing like an idiot. He was actually offered to visit a psychologist. He cannot belief this thing. While he was walking back Samuel called him and said, "Do ask him." He smiled and started his car.
Cassian frowned and asked Dylan, "What is he talking about?" His dad is very unreliable. Cassian has very clear knowledge regarding his character. He cannot help but thought of various probability. Although not very accurate but they were all absurd. Like did his dad asked Dylan to make notes to him and ask to send him through his colleagues here? Well, he cannot be blamed because Samule has made Cassian do this various times.
Dylan almost replied in anger. But when he saw Cassian's pure and innocent look, he controlled his mouth. He just said, "Nothing. It was something trivial." Yeah, Samuel was just joking and nothing more. What can be wrong with Cassian? He is fine. Perfectly walking with him back to room. Isn't it? Right? He asked but no one answered.
Cassian nodded and went back with Dylan together. Not many people were out at this time. It is almost dark. So, no one actually saw them and those who saw them has no interest in them. They freshen up themselves right after arriving at the room. First Dylan and then Cassian. They both than started their studies. Dylan however cannot concentrate. His mind went back to what Samuel said. He sighed thinking how his mind can become terribly unstable. All these times he was fine, wasn't he?
Dylan closed his eyes, and he opened them again. His chaotic mind forming a string of thoughts. What does Samuel mean by that? Cassian knows about it more than him and me. Did Cassian study psychology before? Was that the reason because Samuel told him to ask Cassian?
But the way those mysterious eyes looking at him while saying that, it didn't seem so simple. Dylan thought that even if there is really something wrong with Cassian, what does that got anything to do with him? He cannot understand why this bothers him so much. He felt helpless and opened the bottle and drank the water. That kind of look and those words about his own son, Samuel, what was he thinking?
Dylan frowned. Since he cannot distract himself, he decided to follow his thoughts and draw a conclusion. So, to bring back his thoughts from wandering. He at last made himself belief that, Samuel was joking. Not him and neither Cassian is sick. They are both fine. He restrains himself from doubting his thoughts by asking the question to himself again. He will never receive any answers if he does that.
His actions were very restless, and Cassian saw this. He cannot help but doubt that this is because of his father's trick. He exhaled a deep breath and decided to ask, "Anything bothering you?"
Dylan was stunned at his question. He looked back at him and saw him staring at him too. He didn't reply and just stared. Cassian said, "You were sighing and doesn't see, focus. Do you want to talk? To feel relief?"
His eyes clear. Dylan nodded and decided to ask. He doesn't like this heavy feeling that is dragging him down.