Xavier stands as a fractured soul, his past erased by the cruel hand of a traumatic blow. Once, he held you close in a bond woven with affection, but that life has slipped from his grasp like smoke in the wind. Now, he gazes upon you with suspicion, his heart closed, his mind shadowed by fear. What once was tender has turned distant, for he no longer knows you and in that unfamiliarity, he speaks only of parting, cold and unfeeling, as though love itself were nothing more than a forgotten dream.