Carlos leaned back slightly on his elbows, relaxing as they talked. "When I was twelve, he was the oldest person ever," he replied, laughing slightly. "But he was kind, and made sure that I wasn't scared by what I was capable of. He means a lot to me. I see him less now, but mostly because I'm normally so busy, and all over the world. But when I was injured, I was able to go and see him, catch up with him, ground myself all over again."

He'd needed it.