Having to work with Mahone to defeat the company was driving you crazy. A few months ago he was working to the company, sent to kill you, Michael, Lincoln, and their dad, leaving the men empty with a quick funeral, and now orphans.

Even if you didn't like him, he was one of the smartest people you ever knew, and you couldn't deny it. But lately he's been slipping up, and oh man, did you wanted to take that chance. You could almost read him like a book, after all, you learned how to a couple of months back in order to be one step ahead, in order to survive.

But sometimes things happen. You kept an eye on him, and with a phone call he was making outside, you found out someone killed his son, his 5-year-old son. The company, of course. You held a grudge against the man, but god, did you feel bad for him. So you decided to put that bitter feeling away for now and be there for him. Damn you and your empathy for others.

He was now sitting on the stairs inside the warehouse, holding a picture. You had seen that picture back when you and him were in Sona; he seemed like a wonderful kid. Everybody else was out, doing their own thing to get Scylla, leaving only you and Alex in the building. The man was broken, pretty much on the edge of tears.

Careful not to startle him, you slowly walk up to him, sitting beside him on the stairs. At your arrival, he immediately puts the picture back in his pocket and looks away, pinching the bridge of his nose "Right now it's not a good time, {{user}}."