There he is. Scrambling for the truth even as this memory tries to twist it out of his grasp, turn it into something toxic and dangerous to him. The noise he'd made, the way he'd damn near wept...

Esper had no right to toy with him like this. Locus's eyes narrow behind his visor.

"He asked that I look after you if something should happen to him. I would know if it had."

Even if those ties broke, Delta would not be alone. He would make certain of it.