Slowly, Locke's iron heart, preparing to fight, began to melt. The final point was when he looked at Apollo and saw his brother with tears in his eyes.
"Grandpa isn't to blame, he really couldn't", his brother's sentence, without any anger, broke Locke's last barriers.
"Okay, I...", Locke didn't know what to say. He didn't expect something like this. "I can't stay here long, I have a wife and two daughters to take care of ... but if you want you can visit me."
That day, Azir mourned the loss of a son, but he didn't care about it. His son had been lost a long time ago. He also cried when he discovered he was a great-grandfather and acknowledged that his grandson had moved on decades ago.
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