Leonel's nose twitched a bit.

He looked at Waylen for a long time before saying in a shaky voice, "Do you still see me as your son?"

Waylen stared at him and then closed his eyes with a gentle smile.

“What other choice do I have, really? I raised you myself. I can't just let you go. Parents don't do that."

He had been harsh, even kicking Leonel out once, but inside, he was full of regret.