Two seconds after Leon was on his feet, Alex was on his own He moved to the man, his own hands steady and warm from the gloves and booze when they went to Leon's cold cheeks.
"How are you supposed to tuck Chris in at night when you killed a dangerous man who might've one day done him harm and you wouldn't be able to tuck him in at all? How would you feel then?"
He paused, brows furrowed, his lips tense. Suddenly, his lips felt dry and he had to shake off images and sounds of his dreams to stay grounded in reality. "I won't take away from you any of this, but don't you dare take it on yourself that you don't deserve to be the man Chris looks up to every day. You protected him, you protected things happening to other families. You can feel your guilt, but don't let it consume you, and don't think for once that you're undeserving of that kid's adoration."