as tended to happen when i had a moment to myself , my thoughts drifted to the events back on lorien , both the things i had witnessed-the destruction of the capital ; those heartbreakingly muddy tears on nine 's grandfather 's cheeks-and those i had only imagined : my parents ' chalet in deloon blasted by mog missiles ; devektra , finally succumbing to the mogadorian ground troops while valiantly defending her beloved city .