"Ever since Dad passed, I've been riddled with anxiety because I know what losing him did to you and I... I can't bear to think of... what if..." Jeff broke eye contact and stared at a spot on the wall failing to fight back a tear.
"Oh baby, it hurts, but everyone dies. and if you die before me, I'm going to be fucked up whether that's now or 60 years from now, just like it will hurt you to lose me or anyone else in your life that finds a way into your heart." Jack said exuding compassion.
Jeff composed himself and changed the topic. "I like the idea of having a dad again, I know you've been trying but maybe you'd have better luck if you were our dad. There is a reality change option that will make your life as though you'd always been a man... you could stay this way indefinitely and have chocolate malts every day!"
"How are we talking about me again? Though that idea is fairly enticing... How about this, I'll try the freedom of masculinity and since you're afraid I won't get to see you grow up, we can use that reality thing to make you older. then if something happens to you, at least I'll have gotten to see the man you'd have been. We can reverse either of us whenever we are ready." Jack said.
It was a little morbid for Jeff but Jack seemed set on pushing Jeff beyond his comfort zone. "Okay," Jeff said fighting back anxiety.