Loki was dumbfounded as he didn't understand why he is being helped. It's not like the old man owns something or in debt for finding his dead son. Whatever the reason was Loki accepted his help.
"Aahh.It hurts. " He cried out in pain as if someone stabs him in his chest "Please do it slowly, the pain is exaggerating."
"Be patient." said the old man while banging his wounds. The injury was not that serious although Loki believed his arm must be dislocated and his right leg was broken into several pieces. Though it turned to be false information. However, Loki wasn't that bitterly injured, his left hand was fractured. The old man bandaged his hand and hanged it around his neck with a cloth.
"You got into a pretty bad fight I assume?" After a long period, the old man finally opened his mouth.
"It's not a fight. It's just..just that I got kidnapped by some shitty individual that beat me to died. It's not like I'm a spoilt son of a rich dad." Loki explained while looking straight downward. He was kinda embarrassed for no particular reason.
"Oh, sorry, I misunderstood. It's because my son used to come home just like you, scars all of the face, a fractured hand, and in one time he got his leg broken." said the old man with a slight smile.
"Used to?" Loki asked with curiosity.
"hmm my is not alive anymore." said the old man glazing at a photo around the room. Loki followed his gaze and found family photos hanging on the wall. The size of the picture was so small that it can hardly catch one's attention at the first attempt. The picture features three-person A middle-aged man probably the old man and besides him was a woman and in the center of both was a young fellow, giggling brightly. By the look of him, it looked like he was enjoying the photo session more than the old man and his wife.
Discovering Loki also looking at the picture as he the old man said, "That's my son. He was a brave, cheerful kid. He never held back injustice. The first time he got into a fight was for bullying his best friend. He got beaten as well as he beat down the others. When he came home he didn't say anything. Despite in pain, he laughed and smile, as usual, he does."
Loki noticed that how much he loved his son. When he was telling the story of his dead son he was grinning, giving a pleasant aura.
"He was a child of pure nature. The teachers in his school were always misunderstood him.
They would punish him for anything. The one who he helped would also feel the same. I think The world is not for the good people. As it was filled with many horrible people, no pure-hearted person can live here happily."
Loki was confused, He thought, "Don't know what he told me, but it seems something very dark."