"It would be better if he was with you," Diarmuid unconsciously starts rubbing September's arm in a comforting action. "Fathers should be with their sons. Who else will teach them?" His eyes grow sad, "Knowing someone is safe is one thing. It's good he's safe! But, that doesn't mean you still can't miss him. I am sure he misses you too. Even though I know time isn't moving for my father right now, I miss him. He's safe, but it's not the same as being with him..."