"...if you will not speak of yourself... is there anything that remains of the one before? Of G'raha Tia? Of his life?" Felih murmurs quietly.

"Did he- did he find happiness? Did he- did he get to see the world he'd been looking for? Maybe- maybe find a mate, and enjoy peace..." His voice is wavering as he goes on, and he swallows hard.

"...there was so much I never got to tell him."