Hugo sighed, because there was nothing he could say that would be a valid argument against that. "It wasn't needless," he said finally. "I had to do something. I couldn't just sit and wait and do nothing." It would have killed him, to sit and wait with the children, when he could have helped. And he had helped, but he didn't think his father would ever realize that, and it really sucked.
"Not when my entire family was out there, and I didn't know if any of you would be coming back. I had to help Dad, and I'm not sorry. I'm just sorry you can't understand that." If anyone could, he'd thought it would be his dad, what with everything his parents had done when they were his age.