I know what I'm without

He couldn't help the pit in his stomach and the sharpness in his chest, but that didn't translate into his physical reaction. He did take a deep breath at first, before his father started explaining the details. His gaze was less than welcoming though, like this was Allegro's fault. He didn't truly believe that, his heart wouldn't let him. He could have blamed Aranea, or himself, but he couldn't blame anyone. He had just come to a conclusion that their life was harsh and brutal and always would be. And it made him more protective over who he had left.

"Okay." It was really all he could get out. He didn't know his father's family, the pack, he couldn't understand the reasoning. There really wasn't anything he wanted to say to it. It wasn't like he was expecting his father to come back anyway. Him being dead was just as simple as the day he left them. But there was that festering feeling of pain and regret that his father was very truly gone. He would really never see him again. This was it. This was the final goodbye. "Is that all?"

"Balthier"