"You don't approve?" I ask as we head through security check after security check. Sabiru stands next to me, his face betrays little emotion, but I've known him long enough to sense his unease.
"You noticed then?" Sabiru smiles wryly. "You always could tell."
I remain silent for a few moments, Sabiru rarely talks and I don't want to push him too much.
"My daughter." He says eventually. "She was two when I was sent here."
I sigh. That's a whole childhood.
"I'm sorry, man. I had no idea." I offer weakly. Sabiru is fifteen years older than me and I have no advice to give him on the subject.
"I could be a Grandfather." Sabiru says quietly. "I could be a Grandfather and I wouldn't even know."
My eyes meet his, he's crying. "And if you are a Grandfather, wouldn't you want your grandchild to grow up free?"
Sabiru shakes his head slowly. "I don't want to risk anything, Carlos. Twenty years on this rock and now I'm going home. I don't want to risk anything."
He goes silent. I'm not getting anything more out of him.