simon having a baby sister, two or three years old, at home to support after losing the rest of his family. so he immediately enlists, tries to emotionally distance himself from her and sets up someone he trusts to take care of her. he hardly visits her after that, throwing himself into his work. maybe 18 years later, when he's finally starting to settle under price. decides to head back 'home' and see his little sister.
but instead simon's greeted by a man that looks eerily like his mother sitting on simon's couch, in simon's house. even wearing simon's old hand-me-downs from when he was that age. it doesn't take long for him to realize what's happened, not saying a thing as his little brother jumps at the sight of him in the doorway and begins frantically explaining himself. tells himself it's within his rights to take a little something from the pretty boy looking up at him with wide, nervous eyes. that's the least he deserves for making sure he's been taken care of for all these years.