Koumyou smiles gently, having a good idea where her shock is coming from thanks to knowing the broad strokes of her history.

"No one is worthless, Buttercup. Good, evil, light, dark. Named, nameless. No one is no one."

It's one of the lessons even his son still holds to, it seems, having met the grown man on Diagad.

"And it doesn't matter what you do or don't do, you're still my kid. They had every chance and they squandered it. Their loss."