"What was your father like?" Emor Tripas asked Iria Alewine who still seemed to be taken aback by what he just said.
It took a few seconds for the Commander to snap out of her thoughts and think of how to answer him. "My father was always busy protecting the kingdom. So, I don't spend much time with him. However... he loved me and cared for me a lot and... I understand him. I admitted that I couldn't be his priority in life."
"You're lucky," Emor Tripas remarked, forcing a little smile. "Some people thought that receiving love from their parents is a given, but... I never received one." He paused and shifted his gaze to the dark outdoors again. Then he added, "Even until now, I don't know the meaning of love, how it means to love someone or... how it feels to be loved. I know nothing about it."
Feeling flustered, Iria Alewine stared at him, waiting for him to continue.