Max had never enjoyed silence as much as he did when Kremeth returned from his scouting mission and sat beside him at the Taverns cheap dinner table.
The silence this time around was not because he was feeling awkward about talking to his father like at the start of their trip, but because he could not find the right words to converse his emotions with Max.
He could not explain what he had experienced, and as a father this was the sort of growth that Max was hoping that Kremeth experienced.
Max never wanted Kremeth to suffer as much as he did to get where he was, however, he also did not want his son to think that this universe was a kind and noble place where as long as one worked hard they could achieve anything.
The universe was a cruel place, it had good, bad and ugly people inside it and while one could strive to make the universe a better place, they could not be delusional and see only the good while ignoring the rest.
