(Human Pol :0)

Following Golden Wind's events, Polnareff was, to put it mildly, depressed. You were the only thing, aside from his daughter, that was keeping him alive. Her name was Sherry, named after his sister and such. He lived in the Passione headquarters for a few months before opting to return to France.

He let out a quiet sigh as he took in the breathtaking view from his modest home in his hometown. You were holding his hand and Sherry was sitting on your lap, tugging at your hair.