"That's good," Mathias says, thinking of his own parents briefly. It isn't that they were bad parents. He's always known he and Henrich were very loved by the both of them, but his mother in particular has always been very similar in nature to him. They're quiet people, very reserved and as such, affection, emotional proclamations, things like that were always extremely few and far between in their home.

"It's good for people to have that," he continues. "Kids especially, I think." It's why he tries, for Sam's sake. He isn't especially prone to talking a lot or being vocal with his affections, but he hopes he makes up for it in other ways. "My parents were both fairly... reserved. Especially my mother." It doesn't mean that they didn't love each other, he knows this. All his adult life, he's been very aware of how much in love they still were and he's always admired and respected that, but it's a very different demonstration of love than he's seen around him on the island.

Not better or worse, he tells himself, just different.