Anthony looked between Nolan and Alexa, taking a deep breath before speaking.

"I feel like I need to make things concrete for you, Nolan," Anthony said, his voice serious.

Nolan furrowed his brow, clearly confused. "What are you talking about? Concrete about what?"

Anthony took a moment to gather his thoughts before continuing. "I'm not getting any younger, Nolan. And I don't know how many years I have left. I need to make sure that you're prepared for the future, for when I'm no longer here."

Nolan still looked confused, but a hint of frustration was starting to show on his face. "What does this have to do with me...