[Law's quiet for another long moment as he gathers his thoughts, sorts out how best to say what he needs to say. Despite his earlier discomfort, now that he's used to it Iskandar's lap actually seems to be a good place for him to get his bearings.]

My parents were both doctors. My mother would always encourage me and my sister in whatever we tried to do, and my father seemed to have memorized every medical textbook we owned. When everyone in Flevance came down with Amber Lead Syndrome, they chose to stay behind and tend to people as best they could. There wasn't a cure, but that was the sort of people they were. They were dedicated to their work. My sister was just a normal little girl who wanted to play outside and would always smile and call out to me even though I was.... always gloomy, I guess.
[He's quiet for a long moment, not elaborating on why this is all past tense. There's no point getting into the Tragedy of Flevance. But it's clear from the hard look in his eyes. It's the look of someone who's weathered something horrible and wasn't the same afterwards.]

After I escaped Flevance, all I had was anger, because that was easier than being sad. I wanted to pay the world back for what it had done with the few years I had left. Corazon found me then. He refused to accept that I was doomed to die, he kept trying to find something to cure me no matter how many times he failed... And then he made sure the last thing I saw before he died was him smiling so I wouldn't be worried, so I'd remember him that way, I think...
[He trails off, just thinking of that last moment, relieving at the time as Corazon assured him they'd escape together. That he was safe and loved. That everything would be fine.

It hadn't been fine, but that was par for the course, wasn't it. He curls inwardly a bit, leaning back against Iskandar's chest.]
More people should know about them, I guess. They deserve that much.