[It is. He's tried everything he can think of to stop the worlds from falling apart. He's almost killed himself trying to make himself smarter, nearly killed Peter doing it, and now the only hope they may have is for Walter to let Peter go, let him die to save the worlds.
How could anyone ask a father to do that?
Watler shook his head violently, pressing the heels of his hands against his temples. He couldn't think of this, not now. The worlds were still pulling each other apart and here he was gallivanting around with a Norse god? What was he doing? What was he thinking? He had to get back to the problem. He had to find a way to solve it. It was what he did - he solved problems. Even if he hadn't been able to solve Bell's problem, he could at least try to save the world. He had to get back. He had to--]
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How could anyone ask a father to do that?
Watler shook his head violently, pressing the heels of his hands against his temples. He couldn't think of this, not now. The worlds were still pulling each other apart and here he was gallivanting around with a Norse god? What was he doing? What was he thinking? He had to get back to the problem. He had to find a way to solve it. It was what he did - he solved problems. Even if he hadn't been able to solve Bell's problem, he could at least try to save the world. He had to get back. He had to--]
I have to go home!