The tears of joy flowed down the older man's cheeks, a sight some of the grizzled men in the tavern cringed at.  A crying man?  How pathetic, they probably thought.  But Murphy had so little in the world... and it was all thanks to Krystal his daughter was home safe.  He couldn't control himself and gave her a nice, warm hug, though whether she saw it that way or not, was up to her.  "Thank you, Ms. Krystal!  Please, if you ever need anything, please let me know!  I don't have much left but... whatever I have I'm willing to share!"