Both dominant lovers instantly- as though in synchronised empathy- put an arm around their submissives, sitting taller as though to offer some form of reassurance. 
"It has been hard. Even now, Briar sometimes wakes up from nightmares or goes through days where the past or negative thoughts weigh on him heavily. And there are days where, unfortunately, lasting effects from Harlow's attack flare up. But as hard as it can be, there are always more good days than bad. And we cherish every single moment spent together, even if they aren't necessarily happier ones" Devon spoke plainly, almost emotionlessly, but when he turned to look at his lovers, it was with warmth and love swimming in his eyes. 
Ah, yes. I've heard that he can be a little reserved around strangers. 
"That was a lovely way to word things, Devon. Thank you for being so honest" she spoke genuinely, wrote a few more things in the file, then set down her pen. "Well, many people- more than expected, for sure- have joined you on your journey to get where we are now. Are you all still open to answering questions?". 
Relieved they all consented, because otherwise this would have been a very short and pointless session, the woman turned to the first person in the hot seat. 
"Briar, some people were hoping to ask Little Briar some questions too, so would it be okay to do yours and Quinn's now, then you could maybe find a few moments to regress for later?". 
"Oh! They want to talk to Little me?" Briar asked brightly, clearly thrilled. Truthfully, it was no secret to her that he often worried people may not look on his regression fondly. It is indeed not a very 'normal' nor understood occurrence. 
"Who wouldn't? He's a real sweet boy. So, I take it that's okay?". 
The man turned to the eldest of the lovers, who pressed a kiss to his forehead. "Sure, we'd be happy to do that. So, what do the people want to know?". 
Gods, he's so charming...
Clearing her throat and shaking her head free of that sudden flustering thought, the woman forced herself to become professional. This was a session, after all, not an eye-candy buffet. So, with barely a shake to her hands, she handed Briar his questionnaire first, assuring him that she was happy to help with any questions he may have had. Knowing there wasn't enough space, Jesse vacated Briar's lap in favour of spending some time pestering poor Devon who already looked to have had a taxing morning. 
A short while later, after a lot of frowning in deep concentration, Briar breathed out heavily and handed back the questionnaire. 
"That felt too much like an exam. I liked school, but exams... ugh, it was awful taking them as an adult" he shivered, practically diving into Quinn's arms the moment they opened. Rather than stare at the adorable scene, the woman turned her eyes to the paper. 
What colour hair do you like Jesse best in? LarksintheGarden
Hmm. Well, I love how they look all the time. Even if they went bald, I'd still think they would just look like a cute little egg. But... my favourite would have to be when it was pastel peach- the colour it was when we first met. It was one of the first things that drew my eye, then they caught my heart, and they have remained there ever since.
But there was one time they used spray on hair colouring for a theme-night at Tryst to make it green. They looked like a cute little pixie. And just between us...  the pointy ears turned me on! 
Who do you like the most among your lovers? KanizFatema5
Some people might expect me to say that this is an awful question, because surely, I should like them all the same. But I think that for me and my experience as someone in a polyamorous relationship, that is unrealistic. We're all together, we all love one another, but we've got our own dynamics within the relationship as a whole. Do I love or like any of them more than the others? No, but I like them all individually for different reasons.