Torres talking to Ballistic about how he robbed his son, Duardo, of what little control he had left in life as he lay dying, begging Torres to let him goā and how Torres, in his own stubbornness never to let him go, only prolonged the suffering of his own son as a result of his idealistic ambitions.
Torres, years later, seeing that side of his true son echoed faintly in Revenantās lack of control and wish to die, mistakenly applying his own personal ideas about family and control to the patricidal murder robot who didnāt like his own father because he felt like living in the cold, cruel shadow of his standards robbed him of his autonomy and self respect. Torres comes to the steady conclusion that he can use this robot and help this robot at the same time and only be better off for it himself.
Calling this patricidal murder robot by the name itās father called it in a previous life in an effort to bring it closer to you on assumption that it sees this as a selfless act you afforded it when you couldnāt afford your own son the same. Allying yourself with this creation in hopes you both succeed and get the closure, forgiveness, and false company of your son, of your father, of the lives that were stolen from both of you, in the midst of your own neglectful delusions, in the promise that now you both have all the control you could ever want.
Something about that. And how Torres died to Revenant screaming.
