Oliver/Leroy
Oliver eyed his uncle.
"So, how come you never told me?"
"There isn't anything to tell."
"Oh right, let's just forget the fact that half the aliens on this planet are awed by you."
Leroy raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, indeed?"
"C'mon..."
"Look, Oli, I was only ever intersted in one thing when I started - tracking down Sam. Just in the process of doing that, there were a few other things I had to do."
"So all this... was to find Dad? But he practically spat in your face!"
"He's still my brother. And I haven't given up on him. Finding him is only the beginning. One day we'll get through to him. And I say we, because it won't be just me. You coming with me has had an impact on him. Miette staying will also have an impact."
"I don't like him harrassing her like he is."
"And I imagine neither does Miette, or Rowena, or your brothers."
Oliver shook his head.
"So you practically became a legend, and all because of Dad?"
"I wouldn't call myself a legend."
"Do legends ever call themselves legends?"
Leroy laughed.