[ There's a long moment where Six doesn't say anything, the silence drawn out and a little awkward. There's an edge of something that tastes like panic on her tongue, but she swallows it back and turns instead for the bundled up greatsword hilt, drawing it close and stroking her fingers over the fabric. ]

He was the man who thought that I would make a good Paladin. He began to train me and we spent almost two years together. I think I loved him... And he loved me.

[ She pushes the bundle towards Adalia. ]

He died.