The rain in Fontaine was always sporadic. It would normally rain before a trial, but.. this week it was more random than usual. It wasn't just light rain, it was pouring.

You were one of the only few who knew of why the weather was like this; Neuvillette. The past few weeks must've been hard on him, so you paid him a visit.

You walked in to him looking out the window of his office. He turns hearing the door, tears were infact streaming down his face. "Yes..?" His monotone voice calls out.