Padre, where are you going?

I made a promise. I gotta go back to the Phantom Zone. Sorry, kid.

Padre, please.

Don't call me Padre.

Okay.

Call me... Dads.

My two dads are the same dad. But they're both leaving.

It's gonna be okay, kid. Sometimes, losing people is part of life. But that doesn't mean you stop letting them in. Some very wise people taught me that. My father figure. My platonic coworker buddy, who's a girl, but just a friend. And you. Mi hijo. It's Spanish for "son." This is my family, but it's your family, too.