When he died, his first thoughts went to her. How he wasn't able to see her grow up some more, to see her move out, to find the love of her life and to get married. How he wouldn't be able to hold his first grandchild. But also, deep down, he knew that she would live, that she would be able to do all that. And for that, he was thankfull. Hope was strong, she would survive. She had always survived a life without him. And in that moment, he truly felt a peace. He felt freed.