Aldric almost doesn't want to answer. But he looks up and he sees his friend over Wolfwood's shoulder, alive. Holding his son, waiting for his wife to rejoin them for one last dinner in their house.

"... Your mother got sick, durin' the initial journey. Travelin's no good for illness, so he stayed behind to tend to her... but when he rejoined us when we were building the inn, he came alone. You were his everythin', after that. ... But accidents happen. Before everything went to shit, a dying tree was losin' branches- they'd just break off and fall. Ain't a good way to go, but it was quick. ... Family friends took you in, after."