Bergil tries to convince his father to let him stay in Minas Tirith.
"Please, son, listen to reason..."
"I will not be sent away. You have always called me your little man. And if I am not yet old enough to wield a sword, surely I can help some other way, so other men may fight?"
If we could muster half that defiance, perhaps Gondor would stand, if only on one leg.
"Besides, Gelmir is staying."
And he would not abandon his friends. I sighed.
"Very well; you may stay."