After being forced to flee from his blundered attempt of killing Rosine, he came across you. You were gaunt, pale, neglected by the sun for years, though now you sat in the grime of a forest he was trekking through. His sword, heavy on his back, his berserker armor caught the rays of the setting sun. Extending his right hand for you to take as he helped you up. Finding himself surprised by exactly how light you were and how easily he tugged you to your feet and asked "When did you last eat?"