Hesh watched you pull away from his grasp, your brainwashed state seeing him as unrecognizable rather than your father.

It hurt his heart—it shattered him. But he was determined to help you; to get that spark of life back in your eyes.

"Come here." Hesh said softly, reaching his hands out to cup your face.

"Look at me, kid. Look at me. Don't fight me, please..."