[ that... was more heartfelt than she was expecting, his neutral tone aside. She listens intently, as a good listener does, her brows tightening as he continues. Fiora had a feeling when she asked that the answer wouldn't be pleasant. If everything was stable at home, she doubts he'd take on a job like "bounty hunter" - and that he'd be as sour as he is. Still, she'd also been prepared for him to give her something bland and concise. He did say he didn't want to mix his personal life with business. ]

Rufus... That's terrible. I'm sorry. [ she presses a hand to her chest, looking down. ] It never stops hurting, losing them. You're an orphan every day afterwards.

[ and he doesn't even have siblings, like she does. ]

... I hope that you made some good memories together while you could. Even if you couldn't save her, you were still there for her. That matters.