The reason for being called to his father's side was never entirely clear, and he had no reason to expect what awaited him. He could tell something big had happened, the people of Asteroid M were excited, and there wasn't so much to get excited about here. It was good to see them happy. A small part of him dared to hope that made some good news would be awaiting him as well, but when he entered the room the grim look on his father's face set a stone in his throat.
Pietro tensed, like he could sense what was coming and wanted to close himself off from it, looking anywhere but directly at his father, gaze landing instead on the cradle. He grew eerily still, and then- finally, his eyes jumped back to Erik's, pleading without words.