Bitter nostagia bubbled at underneath the peppered male's skin, pouring from his pores in the same way water trickled from a waterfall. He could not silence the little voice in his brain that told him that despite it all, the man in question should not be ripped from his children in such a cruel manner. He knew that given the circumstances and past crimes Shadow had commited against the Creek it would've been the perfect punishment, it would also end up being a punishment for the children.
Though he was not exactly sure how much had his own son heard of him, or if he had even missed him during his lifetime, Galileo firmly believed that there was no valid reason to tear the relationship between a father and a son. It was sacred.
With a heavy sigh, he turned his attention to Dovev, just in time to grasp his words. "Unfortunately I agree with that" he barked, though he felt like in a way he was sticking up in Shadow's defense, he could not deny that the man was an irrational being that tended to behave erratically when threatened.
His jaw tightened when Scimitar took another say on the subject. He was set to keep the two away from each other, and at all costs. With his final instructions given and the game rules established, Galileo shuffled uncomfortably under his own weight, still not being able to shake away the urge to ask that they didn't have to go through what he did. He wanted to fight, if not for Shadow, for the children in Paarthurnax womb.
"And as they'll be part of us too, then we should do anything for those children -- having a father is essential for them, and I believe it would be a fundamental requirement we must consider if we want peace above all" he stated, a rush of anxiousness filling his lungs.
