Crystalline tears fall from Neuvillette's crestfallen features. In accordance, rain blessed the ground unsheltered by the buildings that populated Fontaine.

Begrudgingly, a tender finger wiped the solemn tears away, only to be replaced with another set that threatened to spill from his eyes.

He truly meant not to offend Navia with his lack of tact when teetering on the sensitive matters of her father's death.

His emotionless way of going about was a detriment when it came to sentiments.