"That's different." Riri said slowly. He sacrificed for his children, he died for them, he didn't just... leave. And for what? Power? Money? "My sister was four, I wasn't even born yet... im named after him you know. He... his story, he's such a huge part of the reason I wanted to be a hero, to protect my neighborhood so that people wouldn't lose their dad's like I did." She pressed her palms to her eyes, wiping her eyes.
"It's stupid, I know," she said softly, mostly chastising herself. "I don't have any memories of him. I hadn't met him until... now. But how do I tell them? My sister? My mum?"