(43) Forming a Team
The old man chuckled at him, "You don't have to try hiding from me, boy. I was the same way after finding my daughter..." Bruce paused at this point, allowing his own mask to fade, bringing out a look of hate and self-loathing.
He quickly switched back to the bubbly and carefree manner that he usually showed. "We all have a past, and we all have our own quirks. You can be yourself with me." The man said.
Geth's impression of him rose a bit, he could see the man's sorrow from losing his daughter. He could also see that the man hated himself, presumably for not knowing his daughter's intentions.
"Let me see that rock in your hands," Bruce called. Geth walked over and handed it to him. The man then pulled out the rest of the water Geth had given him hours ago.
He poured the water on the rock slowly while wiping it off with his hands. After a few moments, a dull metallic sheen could be seen reflecting off of the stone.