Tuktu Weir woke up on the wrong side of reality

Nathaniel felt a strange wave of relief to know his brother lived-- four children and a pack! Seb had been busy, no doubt.
He tried to push away the bitter, nagging thought that his brother's children should live while his... no, no, he would not go there now.

Impressive. He commented finally, one ear flicking. With a hint of his signature, slightly scornful self-pity, he added: It seems my family has flourished without me.
Then he seemed to snap out of it, finding he had more questions for Burke. What are they like-- Seb's children?
Oh, he knew it would only hurt him to hear. But he could not stop himself from asking; he needed to know, to hear it, to let it hurt for awhile so maybe it would feel better later. His own children could not carry on the Rochester legacy, but Sebastian's could. It would have to be enough, in time.