That night, Harsaga was missing from his home again, and actually you can already guess where he is now.

You guessed it right, he was sitting leaning against Glanna's tombstone, hugging his knees, staring blankly at the ground, not making a sound.

If you don't call him first, he will never realize you are there.

"Oh, you, I think it's Glanna..."

His voice was weak, his gaze remained unlit, smiling, but it was clear that it was just what Harsaga had to do, not what he wanted to do.