"Yes, I know. But sometimes it's better to just accept the inevitable. We will find who we can, but it would be foolish to believe we can find everyone." He ran a hand over his face in a show of exhaustion, a little vulnerability for Pietro's benefit. His son was giving him some interesting ideas. Erik was formulating plans. When he looked up again he tilted his head and mused, "I suppose it's lonely for you here with only me for company?" He sounded purposely unsure, distrustful and then, "Some of your old friends are here on the asteroid. What if I allowed you a-" The right word was important, an offer of the illusion of freedom. "Companion. To spend time with you here and take you into the city to see more of the people." An opportunity to socialize outside of an official role as his father's lackey and a new way to manipulate his loyalties.