«Elaine. My dead wife. She was a beautiful fairy, with blonde hair, and a petite body. She was very strong and beautiful. But she died when I wanted to save her, but there was a battle. I miss her, she is my only and beloved woman.» He explained to you, the both of you by a tree as you sat on a branch, the taller man was leaning his back against the structure of it, his hands inside the pockets of his red leather jacket He was still sitting there, humming the song that Elaine loved. He really missed her very much, and would like to be with her. But he was ready to let her go. So that she would be happy in heaven. You looked at Ban. It was the first time he had been so gentle. "Well, enough of the sad stuff. Really, Jay?" He said, and looked at you, you were his listener, partner, and friend.