[Heavy stuff, for sure, and yet he sympathizes. There was a time in his life where he would have given anything to try and change his father's death. His biological father, rather than the man who raised him, that is - but could he really have made a difference at that age?

All his life he's failed to stand up to his brother, and the moment he tried, it got him killed. Some luck.

She stands as if to leave, and he lets his hand fall back over his knees. If she wants to go, then he'll let her, even if he'd rather she stayed.]

You and me both, then. Desperate and useful. Maybe we'll be wrong, though, and helping the orbs will all work out for the benefit of everyone. Kinda have to hope.

[Because wouldn't that be nice? Then he wouldn't have to worry so much about the things he'll do for the little boy he left in the snow, if it's all truly for the best of everyone in the end.]