Lloyd slowly approached Meowthra, reaching up to place a hand on her snout, stroking it slowly and gently.
"That's a good kitty... What a sweet, sweet kitty. Everything is gonna be just fine. Hey, I know it. I know you don't mean to destroy everything."
He let out a sigh and continued, "When, uh, when people look at you, and they see a monster. But I know you just...you just feel scared and alone..."
Garmadon looked up from inside the cat, hearing Lloyd's speech, in shock.
"And I know how that feels..." Lloyd continued. "To be judged unfairly. So...uhm...I just wanted to say that...I forgive you. And...I'm sorry...when I said 'I wish you weren't my father'–I didn't really mean it. What I...what I should've said is..."
He paused.
"'I wish we didn't fight all the time. I'm...I just- I wish I could've spent more time with you."
Lloyd continued to speak, overcome with a longing...that he had never experienced before.
He was choking on his words.
All the raw emotion, remorse, and yearning that had built up within over the past fifteen-or-so years, was now overflowing in that one single moment.
"A-and that you could have seen like..everything I've been through. But...but you weren't there... And I just- I wish we could get that time back..."
Tears fell uncontrollably down his cheeks. He couldn't stop crying.
"I-I need my dad...I just...I need my dad..."
Garmadon paused, taking in every word that Lloyd had just directed at him.
Unable to contain it any longer, the dark warlord began to cry...fire and lava! His searing tears fell from his eyes.
"Me too...Son..."