"I was quite young when they died. I am afraid that whatever secrets they had, they did not pass to me."
Waeve looked around the plaza, eyes stopping on the building they were nearing.
"Were you not told your fathers secrets?"
"From a genetic standpoint, you are technically correct. However, their lives, their experiences led them to becoming two very different men. Our lives, our experiences, are far more important to who we are, here,"
Waeve pointed to his head.
He pointed to his heart.
"Than our genetics are."